BORIS LYRICS

1. Farewell

Farewell
It's long gone, gone away
Words were almost lost and gone
I felt it was far away, even if it was near
I felt I could reach at least
Ready made answers are here, sitting like a guidepost
And always tries to deliver
I turn away from those kinds of things
Go up and go my will
Just wave a good-bye
Farewell

2. Pink

I knew that but I chose it
You knew that but you chose it
You chose it after ignoring why, with no time to look back
No eyes to meet, but a smile you made
What color would I use to paint all over
To open your eyes
In a line, trying to kill off the dizziness
In an agony, trying to make the reason
In a line, without averting the eyes as always
Knowing the reaction, making an empty attempt to make the reason
The reason why, well...I can't tell
And such a smile
My eyes are...just reflecting
And such a smile
Painful smile
Following the line
It's all so superficial, all these eye-contacts
that are going back to the lies
in a line, as always,without averting the eyes
Knowing the reaction, making an empty attempt to make the reason
Already I knew it

3. Women On The Screen

Lowered winding look, and obscure wet sound
The more swirling the more craze in your dance
Winding slowly you gave a gaze
It's partly because you are weak
Isn't it better to have your fingers
in your mouth?
Lies coming near, I think I am going to be broken up
Throwing away all the mirrors tack them back of the door
Anyway after some violent moments you'd be cracked
It won't take too long for you to stop
You'll vomit,trying to seize a headless image of future
I'll open the door
And I'll stub you
That will fill your fantasy
Hey I'll penetrate it

4. Nothing Special

It sits here, the dark anxiety
It sits here, now it's waiting
Somewhat flippant, somewhat damp, it's mid-day
Quite right, you can blame the night when you see it
Just like me
It sits somewhere, it's sits somewhere far
The darkness now sits
This is the end
you know
It sits, the anxious darkness
It touches and it turns red
Somewhat flippant usual day, and this is the end.

5. Blackout

By-standers, who claim to be innocent, who are just looking on
Look at this, I'm gathering up all the filth, I will show it to you
You can't change anything
Black out

6. Electric

7. Pseudo Bread

Mornin' and dizzy
Shaken and awaken
Not such a good start
my head not very clear
Starvin' and lookin'
Kicken' at these empty boxes
Where's my cereal? No room for cherry-pickin'.
Crampin' reason
Floodin' guesses
Here's the pseudo-bread
Puttin' it on a chipped plate
I've eaten the side I can see
What's inside? Not yet
I line of glasses, you're made to buy them.
Who made you buy them? With these designs that everyone knows.
Shut the fuck up, I already knew that!
(the water in the glass goes silent)
Shut the fuck up, I already knew that!
(The water in the glass spills out.)
You think you see, well what do you see?
It's me that I see now
"Generally" is doubtin'
"Basically" is betrayed
"Better than nothing" is not fun
I've eaten the side I can't see
What's inside? Insane butter
La la la, betrayed it.

8. Afterburner

When you feel the chill -- 'flame, watered-down"
It's always like this -- "too lazy"
When you feel you're going insane -- "flame, watered-down"
It's always like this -- "just pour it down"
Overflow
Take a sip
Now, look at me
You'll be knocked out
It's been like this,
I've always found it's like this
Image, can't control, let it overflow -- "indeed"
Image, can't control, let it overflow -- "isn't it?"
a bunch of them falling down happily and randomly
When you feel the chill -- "disappear"
When was it that it was like this -- "disappear"
When was it that it was like this -- "flame, watered-down"

9. Six, Three Times

Now, there's no one around here or the floor
Look, it's always cutting apart
Make a call, press six, three times
Sing now.
Happy lies, made by the evil thingy
Let them talk, just like that
Fill the vacuum with your empty loose words
You always say the word
You know it's wiwa, spit it out
Here are the answers you want
Shuffle
Fill the vacuum, one-man show, a total nonsense
Fill the vacuum
Re-dial only

10. My Machine

11. Just Abandoned Myself

What is it on your mind, eyes close shut, with words?
What is it on your mind, ears tight shut, overwhelming
The proof that you want to cry
Afriad of the present; loaded with the past,
and you suffer from thirst
Afraid of the future, losing "the present"
and you lose and you suffer from thirst
Think of THERE ONE THAT RULES and superimpose the image remaining
What is it on your mind, with your eyes swollen up?
You know how to make a choice?
The world keeps dying, THE ONE keeps dying
If there is THE ONE, therefore I am
Reverse the meaning, question myself
All these meanings superimposed are covering up
and question my-self
See what is ahead after making a choice?
Get over the meaning, grab
Turning over, grab
Get over the meaning, brag
And question my-self
Agonizing noises are now put in a line
This bunch of strings are now roaring, dazzling
Blurred sights are now gone
I am here, and everywhere else
Blurred sights are now gone
I am there, and everywhere else.





BORIS LYRICS