Where Is The Line? Songtext / Lyric

Urban Hipster, the new gangster... frontin' by the club

New wave mannequins packin' haircuts, instead of packin' guns

Magazines form overseas, won't teach you how to feel

They trade in their hearts for indie rock charts to tell them what is real



When did they assume... putting on a costume?

Gave them a right to... ostracize

Out of the woodwork... art aficionados

Answer one question...






Where is the line? Where is the line?

Between your fashion and your mind

Where is the line? Where is the line?

'Cause some of us aren't blind!

Where is the line? Where is the line?

To be your self is not a crime

Where is the Line? Where is the line?

'Cause some of us aren't blind!

She sells street cred with no smile, at the local record store

She's acting the role and dressing the part, pretending to be bored

The truth about conformity, is it bites without a sting

Trends come and go, but when your alone it doesn't mean a thing



When did they assume... putting on a costume?

Gave them a right to... ostracize

Out of the woodwork... art aficionados

Answer one question...



Where is the line? Where is the line?

Between your fashion and your mind

Where is the line? Where is the line?

'Cause some of us aren't blind!

Where is the line? Where is the line?

To be your self is not a crime

Where is the Line? Where is the line?

'Cause some of us aren't blind!



Here today, but forgotten tomorrow!

Here today, but forgotten tomorrow!

Here today, but forgotten tomorrow!