Introducing
Boys Night Out Lyrics


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[Doctor:]
Test, check. Well, he's been released again today, and I'm going back where I started.
Looking over old notes, listening to tapes, wondering how bad I potentially messed up this time.
The wounds seem to be healing, and he seems to be getting along
without his appendages, and I know he seems fine,
But seems can be a very dangerous word, especially in this business, it can be fatal.

Initial Diagnosis: Catatonic. And I know he's back there somewhere,
but there's just no response whatsoever, to any kind of stimulus.
We'll start him with medication tomorrow, for sure.

This mans tragedy has made him a prisoner in his own body.
And it's not just tragedy, it's dementia, despair;
it's this hole I can see in each of his eyes,
where all the events that happen in this real world kind of just fall through.
It's loneliness in it's most crippling form, the kind that no amount of love,
or human contact, could ever mend.

The patient was plagued by violent nightmares, terrible, deeply troubling dreams,
which one night overflowed in to reality, and he murdered his wife, in his sleep.
These people were in love, deeply in love.
And it's that love filling those holes that I can now see behind his eyes.
And it's my job to try and fill those holes with something else.
But what? Hope? I can try to fill those holes with drugs, soothing words, but that's all.
I hope his wounds will heal in time, but right now, things aren't looking good.

[Boys Night Out:]
The lines I wear around my wrist are there to prove that I exist.
The lines I wear around my wrist are there to prove that I exist.
The lines I wear around my wrist are there to prove that I exist.
The lines I wear around my wrist are there to prove that I exist.
The lines I wear around my wrist are there to prove that I exist.

[Patient:]
The lines around my wrists, the infection seems to be getting better.
It's in the center of my torso, behind my eyes and in the back of my head.
Something is eating me alive from the inside out.

[Doctor:]
Well that's grief of your loss.





[Patient:]
Don't tell me what it is.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Boys Night Out's song Introducing are a narrative that tells the story of a doctor who is reviewing old notes and tapes of a patient who has been released from his care. The patient suffers from a mental illness and has undergone a tragic event in which he murdered his wife in his sleep due to violent nightmares. The doctor is struggling to fill the "holes" in the patient's eyes caused by loneliness, despair, and dementia. He hopes to fill these holes with hope and medication but is unsure if the patient's wounds will ever fully heal. The patient describes the lines on his wrist and the infection in his body, which he believes is consuming him from the inside out.


The lyrics of this song are incredibly haunting and evoke a sense of desperation and hopelessness. They explore the themes of mental illness, loss, and grief, and the impact they can have on a person's life. The doctor is determined to help the patient, but he knows that it will not be an easy process, and the patient may never fully recover.


Overall, the lyrics of Introducing are a powerful and thought-provoking story that encourages listeners to contemplate the struggles of those dealing with mental illness and the importance of seeking help and support.


Line by Line Meaning

Test, check. Well, he's been released again today, and I'm going back where I started.
The doctor is assessing his notes and tapes to check for errors or missed symptoms regarding a patient who has been discharged yet relapsed, and he feels discouraged.


Looking over old notes, listening to tapes, wondering how bad I potentially messed up this time.
The doctor is going over past consultations and recordings, concerned that he may have missed something crucial that led to the patient's condition worsening.


The wounds seem to be healing, and he seems to be getting along without his appendages, and I know he seems fine, But seems can be a very dangerous word, especially in this business, it can be fatal.
The patient's physical injuries seem to be healing and he appears to be adapting to life without his limbs. However, the doctor cautions that appearances can be deceiving, and he must remain vigilant to avoid any fatal oversights.


Initial Diagnosis: Catatonic. And I know he's back there somewhere, but there's just no response whatsoever, to any kind of stimulus. We'll start him with medication tomorrow, for sure.
The doctor's initial diagnosis of the patient's condition is catatonic, and despite his belief that the patient's mind is still there, he is unresponsive. He plans to begin medicating him soon.


This mans tragedy has made him a prisoner in his own body. And it's not just tragedy, it's dementia, despair; it's this hole I can see in each of his eyes, where all the events that happen in this real world kind of just fall through. It's loneliness in it's most crippling form, the kind that no amount of love, or human contact, could ever mend.
The patient's traumatic experiences have left him feeling trapped in his own body, with conditions like dementia and despair adding to his despair. The doctor notices an emptiness in his gaze, indicating a severe form of loneliness that cannot be cured by human interaction.


The patient was plagued by violent nightmares, terrible, deeply troubling dreams, which one night overflowed in to reality, and he murdered his wife, in his sleep. These people were in love, deeply in love. And it's that love filling those holes that I can now see behind his eyes. And it's my job to try and fill those holes with something else. But what? Hope? I can try to fill those holes with drugs, soothing words, but that's all. I hope his wounds will heal in time, but right now, things aren't looking good.
The patient had horrific nightmares that became reality one night when he killed his wife in his sleep, despite their deep love for one another. The doctor recognizes the void behind his eyes as the absence of his wife's love, and he feels responsible for finding a replacement. However, he is unsure of how to fill that void, attempting with medication and kind words, yet still pessimistic about the patient's recovery.


The lines I wear around my wrist are there to prove that I exist.
The patient is drawing attention to the scars he has inflicted upon himself, which serve as a reminder or a proof of his existence.


The lines around my wrists, the infection seems to be getting better. It's in the center of my torso, behind my eyes and in the back of my head. Something is eating me alive from the inside out.
The patient observes the improvement of his physical injuries, but he feels another kind of turmoil rooted in his core, which is causing a lot of psychological harm.


Well, that's grief of your loss.
The doctor recognizes the patient's pain and attempts to explain it to him, but the patient resists and refuses to talk about it.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: DAVIS, FULLER

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