SOOO, once in awhile...
People get bored and make music.
This is that sorta deal.
We never claimed to be great or even good.
But hey, we are just gettin started...

HERE'S THE 3 GUYS MAKIN THE NOISE:
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Shayn Balthazor--guitar and vocals

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Jamie Vermillion--guitar and vocals

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Andy Chesney--vocals

SONGS???
Well, here are a few of the songs we have written and recorded. Now...they may sound rough, unprofessional, or even a wee bit crappy. But, you must know we record them in a basement on a $3.00 Wal-mart microphone with a ancient program, not to mention that we have only recorded most of them only once. So on that note, here they are, draw your own conclusions cuz we'll keep playin regardless...
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"PLEASE DON'T GO"
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(Vermillion/Chesney)

I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry
I never meant to hurt you
It just always felt so right

Loving you it ain’t easy
It brings me to my knees
But after hurt is over
Your always….beggin please…..don’t go
Please Don’t go

Hearts can break so easy
We wear them on our sleeves
Hearts can break so easy
I never meant for you to leave

Baby I found in you
A love I didn’t see
And after the war is over
I’ll still be….beggin please…..don’t go
Please Don’t go

I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry

I know what I see in you
Is what you see in me
And after the pain is over
We’ll both be….beggin please…..don’t go
Please Don’t go

(whistle)

I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry
I never meant to hurt you
It just always felt so right

"NOTHIN"
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(Vermillion/Chesney/Balthazor)

THIS IS A SONG ABOUT NOTHIN
CUZ NOTHIN IS WHAT U ARE TO ME
DON’T CARE BOUT YOUR INNER CIRCLE
LIKE U THEY, DON’T MEAN SHIT TO ME

WHYS YOUR HEAD SO GODDAMN EMPTY
IS THE TRUTH THAT HARD TO FUCKIN SEE
THAT YOUR LACK OF COMMUNICATION
ONLY GOT YOUR ASS NOTHIN FROM ME

YOU’RE A BEAUTY, BUT IT DON’T MEAN NOTHIN
CUZ YOUR HEART’S THE BLACKEST THAT I’VE EVER SEEN
SO TAKE YOUR DRAMA AS YOUR LEAVIN
AND IF YOUR PHONE IS RINGIN U KNOW IT AIN’T ME

WHYS YOUR HEAD SO GODDAMN EMPTY
IS THE TRUTH THAT HARD TO FUCKIN SEE
THAT YOUR LACK OF DEDICATION
ONLY KEPT YOUR ASS AWAY FROM ME

THIS IS MY SONG ABOUT NOTHIN
NOT A SONG BOUT U AND ME
CUZ IT HAS A HAPPY ENDIN
AND THAT’S SOMETHIN YOU CAN NEVER SEE

SO YOUR HEADS FOREVER EMPTY
CAN’T BELIEVE IT TOOK THIS LONG TO SEE
GUESS I’M STUCK WITH MASTURBATION
AND HEY, THAT’S ALRIGHT WITH ME

HAHAHAHAHA

"SOLITAIRE"
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(Balthazor/Chesney/Vermillion)

At home...
You shouldn’t have to feel alone
With someone there...
To make ya feel like a fool

But ya cant help the fact
That your fuckin stuck
and ya cant turn back
so ya try to run
but you just fall
bein alone
has you afraid of it all
solitaire
solitaire

And you...
should see more then just the walls
How can you feel...
with a heart torn in two

But ya know that its no use
Cuz ya can’t break out
and ya cant bust lose
your just in your cage
locked up tight
so alone when ya sleep at night
solitaire
solitaire
solitaire
oh sol I taire

Forced down...
by more than just a hand
How can one stay..
and only hunger to leave

But ya cant help the fact
That your fuckin stuck
and ya cant turn back
so ya try to run
but you just fall
bein alone
has you afraid of it all
solitaire
solitaire

"WHERE A HEART USED TO BE"
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(Vermillion/Chesney)

On the outside, so calm and collected...
Underneath, a storm grows strong.
People see a man full of confidence...
Man, they couldn’t be more wrong.
See, the years just pass in front of him...
With a heart so worn out and black.
A cold empty space grows inside his chest...
And apathy shapes the attack.

Don’t judge a book by its cover...
You never know what that cover might conceal.
Underneath may be so damn ugly...
If a person’s forgottin’ how to feel.
The confusion can lead to givin’ up...
And the blindness it won’t let you see.
That the one thing that keeps you from living...
Is the place, where a heart used to be.

Irony is placed on a pedestal...
No one sees the truth that he knows.
They all have faith in his convictions...
But he fakes all the feelings he shows.
Maybe one day they’ll expose the monster...
The one with the abandoned soul.
Or he might just leave them unknowing...
That it was them, that created this hole.

Don’t judge a book by its cover...
You never know what that cover might conceal.
Underneath may be so damn ugly...
If a person’s forgottin’ how to feel.
The confusion can lead to givin’ up...
And the blindness it won’t let you see.
That the one thing that keeps you from living...
Is the place, where his heart used to be.

"Steal You Away"
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(Vermillion/Chesney)

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