311 - Borders

There are days i wanna leave LAI wanna break out the mazeEscape the dark haze these daysSo many kids i know your feelin' crazedCraze materials thangs and makin' slave wagesBaggy pockets only got laudry fluffLivin' where rich people always buyin some stuffSo you try to act tough and hide what's insideHold your head high gettin fucked up and throwin' diceAs bad as yours and and bad enough i'm