Boris zivago - teksty piosenek, wg trafności (od zawsze) - Teksciory.pl

Monster Mash - Bobbie Boris Picket

"I was working in the lab late one night When my eyes beheld an eerie sight For my monster from his slab began to rise And suddenly to my surprise He did the mash He did the monster mash The monster"

Farewell - Boris

"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 gu deposit And"

Pink - Boris

"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"

Woman On The Screen - Boris

"Lowered winding look, and obscure wet sound The more swirling the more craze in your dance Winding slowly, you give a gaze It's partly because you are weak, isn't it better to have your fingers in your"

Nothing Special - Boris

"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"

Pseudo-Bread - Boris

"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'"

Afterburner - Boris

"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"

Six, Three Times - Boris

"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"

Just Abandoned Myself - Boris

"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"

Cordelia - Boris

"So you eager the fly On a silver wing Can't break a day and your sliding on the silver wing It was high over housetops And the gymnies of his thumb You made your get away And you never look down I'm in"

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