骨製品: Bone Production

Songs for the people who deserve it
whither if they like it ...or not
The purpose has been fulfilled
when the moment I'm done

It's out of my hands
it's a complete process

I don't believe everything I said,
(least) not entirely I'll say
I don't believe everything I said,
what makes you think you're suppose to.

Smaller than the reality, that's laughter's only capacity
Smaller than reality, a laughter's only capacity
Compare with the worst,
a perfect longing heart.
A mediocre start

None of the songs you sang were for me
but you're exactly the reason why I sing
"No, no, never!" might be your reply
but still that will never stop me from trying

This unstoppable feeling, growing inside
you may not find this charming, but I am not going to hide

Smaller than the reality, the laughter's only capacity
Smaller than reality, a laughter's only capacity
Compare with the worst,
a perfect lonely heart.
A mediocre start

None of the songs you sang were for me
but you're exactly the reason why I sing
"No, no, never!" might be your reply
but still that will never stop me from trying

This unstoppable feeling, growing inside
In case you change your mind, just give me a sign
I'm not saying it for rhyme
In case you rashly decide, to kick the hell out of my behind
I'm not saying it for rhyme,
but I can always drown myself in a pint.

An iconic death,
just like JD in the car crash
Let alone to mention,
those anonymous O-tragedies, tragically.

An exotic death,
there goes another victim of another hate-crime (and)
here comes another young soul with a puzzled mind.
For your comfort, and let this be heard.

The mixture of OD and self-destructively being
hail to the glorious Nancy Spungen and Sid
Perfectly balance the way love kills and conspiracy
The only evidence was buried between the sheets

Away with ironic pass, when the lights break through
They say the shadow behind the assassin
can no longer run away from the moon

An iconic death,
the way we fall, we stab,
there must be billion ways to do it
An ironic path,
whatever we take, our only legacy, the variety remains.

Looking for a sound to claim my own
Nowhere to be found, or yet to be formed
Lurking in the dark, let’s see how it goes
I wanna be original

Looking for a sound to claim my own
Nowhere to be found, at least not in this world
Poke me with a dart see if I bleed and I scream "Wow~"

*So many has been done,
and most of them were gone.
So many must be done,
but none of them were fun.

Looking for a sound to claim my own
Organized by the crime of merely normal
Pain is my gain, and I shall be a free and you can harm me no more

Looking for a sound to claim my own
Ah how I wish to be your hero
Forevermore, the most exceptional

(Oh) That’s the way time flies, love dies,
along with everyone,
each and every one of us.

As usual, you caught my eyes
send the chills down my spine
don’t know why, but it feels right
though you’re not under the spotlight

You’re better than the stars
the stars always gone too far
shimmer like the moon above
shiny foil reflects of the sun

Maybe this is your peak
though you’re hardly appear
left out for the silly premiere

this is your peak
though you’re hardly appear
I’m in love with the sidekick.

Rat, I gotta shit
my gas smells like rotten egg
and how come my belly
can't stop always aching
my own filth makes me
wanna vomit

No, it won't come out
is this the time to shout
why do I deserve this
unbearable agony
it's the time to turn myself into a veggie

(constantly constipation)
Easy, unwind, don't play hard on me, and let go
It should be gentle as a breeze
Toilet paper, please hand me later (sounds refreshing)
To me, soapy, is far more better than the guts full of crapy things
Follow the bladder; climb down the ladder
spelled by four letters, ah~ "Whew",
now I did feel much much better.

Promote this twisted world
simply by exist in the world
Every breath that I take,
that I've been waste is my own

Rainfall, enchanted our soul
we were born as natural criminal
There won't be any barrow, to contain us all
inside, outlaw, oh how low can we go
so low, solo, till the end of time
till we recognize the fact

Take off your shoes,
stuff the earth between your toes,
embrace the fear hid in your soul
If only I knew
you were near,
the edge of forever won't be here
guess that will be clear

Since I'll take my turn to be firm
transform in return
watch out, don't get burned
Treasure everyday, the time we still remain
and always be prepared
what's coming this way

Cautious is great, stick to your regrets
and always beware

Always be prepared
cause the shit storm will never wait
(and) it is heading your way

Cut you in half, I wanna see what you've got inside
of your impeccable body and incredible mind
I wanna see right through all your thoughts and the secrets you've hide
Let me inside, oh what would I find

Cut you in half, would you die? will you still survive?
What would I got, a hand full of guts
Send your kidney all the way to Sidney
Could you save another life?

What's the recipe of infinity?
It's the mystery of the century
Lose the faculty of my memory
Somewhere in Southern hemisphere
(Oh you're my sweet tangerine)

What are you made of?
Silicon and stone
Oh my sweet sweet tangerine
I'll cut you in half, ooo~
Give you my half, ooo~
Cut you in half
What would I find?
I'll find all fine
I'll cut you in half

I got what you’ve got,
I am what you are;
the opposite is noting but rot,
(and I think) you deserve more than that.
I know you’re able to, (yes you do)
it’s only a matter if you wanted to
Crossing the line, step into the other side,
you’re on the right track, everybody is bi.
I know you’re able to,
I just wish I could be your motive.
I’ll be you Satellite, I’ll be your gentle night
if you want me to, I can even be your wife.
Crossed the line, stand by my side,
I know the shortcut leads to happiness,
I’ll walk you through the path.

Put me under the telescope
or maybe add some (old metaphor) compassion for
you’ll see there’s nothing evil
that I’m just another common folk

Shove me under the microscope
and focus on the things that I do or so
forget about the things that you’ve been told
come see for yourself and then

Judge me if you must do so
Magnify the movement (and)
Improvise for the moment
whither if it’s hell or heaven
our sins are limited by the number of seven

That’s what the great book says
and that’s what we all force to obey
what’s the good of doing good
if we all just made of clay
if we all just manipulate
all the way by some giant hand

Hand me a burger,
it’s the necessarily brutality that kept me going (that's right honey)
I need the proteins,
So shut your holes, along with your hypocrisy
[But it doesn't mean to swallow the juice you brought for me]

Ham me a burger,
it’s the necessarily brutality that kept me going (that's right honey)
I need the proteins,
So shut your holes, along with your hypocrisy

Gut them out
Go on, Chew them down,
Feed me a greasy layer of that crispy skin
Gut them out
would you heat them up,
Or do you prefer roast them with honey

Do you really wish to squash the earth with endless living? (Do you darling?)
Would that please you to see everybody suffer from the stone of their kidney?
Oh sometimes, without a choice, vice would be our only luxury

Admit that there’s something wrong with you,
what you choose to believe wasn’t necessarily good
I hope you think it through,
before you judge us and lift up the roof
It’s only natural, what more do you need for proof