When I told my boss:
that all my cause was lost.
There was just no other way;
This is what he had to say:

There are people dying and their souls are rising
up to the high-blue sky. 
They would do almost anything to be like you and I. 
See they were once like me and you 
and just like us they had a home, too. 
Somewhere to go to call their own 
but now its time that they go home.

When you hold my hand-
I seem to understand-
exactly what he means;
and quickly it does seem:

There are people dying and their souls are rising
up to the high-blue sky. 
They would do almost anything to be like you and I. 
See they were once like me and you 
and just like us they had a home, too. 
Somewhere to go to call their own 
but now its time that they go home.

And when you hear this song-
I hope it makes you feel young.
Cause we got somewhere to go-
but where I just don't know.

Chorus

Song written and recorded by Geoff. Haase
Guitar and vocals-Geoff Haase
Drums-Connor Helser
Bass-Todd Hepler
Keys-Abbie Hepler

Go Home

If I could remember all the times that I've had-
I'd slowly dismember the parts of your head.
If time's a healer; Who's the king of the dead?
I'd gladly appoint him to the side of your bed.

If zero is greater than the sum of your soul;
there's nothing like poison to fill all your holes.
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know now.
If zero is greater than the sum of your soul.

I write to remember all these thoughts that I've had;
Cause I'm sick and tired.
If life's a blister than who's burning red?
Like I'm tripping inside a web.

If zero is greater than the sum of your soul;
there's nothing like poison to fill all your holes.
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know now.
If zero is greater than the sum of your soul.




Sum Of Your Soul

Run me through it one last time;
Understanding somethings is a crime;
When you don't respect what you have.
close the door that it took for both of us to open;
I can feel the energy outside (x4)
and its growing (x2)
but it's time we felt happy through all the sad!

I broke the vessels in my eyes!
In hope one day you'd recognize:
That a bleeding heart is a working one.
I can't compete with something real. 

Hide the way that it makes you feel;
A good thing is a good thing to steal;
When you don't respect what you have. 
Im not so sure that this is up;
im not so sure this is down.
It gets confusing when you're the only one around. 
I've always been so good, Ive always been so good,
Ive alway been so good at being really bad.

I broke the vases in my house;
In hopes you'd sleep on my couch. 
Cause a bleeding heart is a working one. 
I cant compete with something real. 
I cant compete with something real.
I cant compete with something real. 
I wouldn't want to be. NO!
I cant compete with something ......yea yeah..

I broke the vessels in my eyes-
in hope one day you'd recognize. 
a bleeding heart is a working one. 
I broke the vases in my house;
in hopes youd sleep on my couch-
cause a bleeding heart is a working one. 



Bleeding Heart (something real)

I dont care. No I dont mind.
Take it all. Leave me mine.

Watch it disappear; Into another place.
The way it all appears-makes it just seem fake.
Its taking over- Into overdrive
Its taking over- One hell of a ride. 

I dont care. I dont mind.
I dont mind. I dont care.
We were over prepared. 
Over prepared- for this nowhere.

Call it quits- On this bullshit.
Play your part- for the most of it. 
Its playing over- in my head.
Its taking over- Im seeing red. 

I dont care. No I dont mind. 
I dont mind, cause I dont care. 
This is nowhere. This is nowhere. 

So what ya think now? Is it good to be the wanted?
Or is it just me?
Did you look to closely, when you walked away?
When things go wrong-thats when we quit. 
Its all downhill, when you think of it.



This Is Nowhere

Hide my bone- give it a home.
Nowhere to roam when you're hearts made of stone.
You wont know what I dont know.
Ears up and nose low, puppy dog.

Wag that tail for me, cmon baby
now wag that tail for me.
You got the good hips of a beagle.

Control your feed; keep you on a lead.
Only see what I want you to see.
Call out your name to play a game.
Its time to go as soon as you came, puppy dog.

Wag that tail for me, cmon now wag that tail for me
You got the good hips of a beagle. 

Hips Of A Beagle

I know its freedom of religion. What we need is freedom from religion; It's tearing us down. Sour, scolding, hypocrites, line the pews; its time for your one-sided views so stand tall for the congregation. 

Oh-----------------------------------

Lies will be read like their told from; from a book, so confident. Hide in the masses and be sure to avoid eye contact.
You'll never know who your match is, thats just the way it goes; and everyone is sure to adore.

Oh--------------------------------------

I know its freedom of religion; what we need is freedom from religion; Its tearing us down. 
I know its freedom of religion; what we need is freedom from religion; 
ITS TEARING US DOWN!
TEARING US DOWN
TEARING US DOWN 

Hoop Dreams

A simple taste, a mind erased, It's not our place-To be here. 
A common ground, it's full of sound, don't be around- they'll be here. 
One day they'll say, they'll be a way, don't be afraid: We'll be there. 
With task comes the fear of letting things adhere. (x2)

Walking round, but fast asleep: Adding figures, counting sheep.
Looking for round for something new: If its what you want to do,
But I said, and I'll fucking say it again!

WHOOO!!!

A simple taste, a mind erased, It's not our place-To be here. 
A common ground, it's full of sound, don't be around- they'll be here. 
One day they'll say, they'll be a way, don't be afraid: We'll be there. 
With task comes the fear of letting things adhere. (x2)

Walking round, but fast asleep: Adding figures, counting sheep.
Looking for round for something new: If its what you want to do,
But I said, and I'll fucking say it again!

 

Countin' Sheeple (RICK FLAIR SONG)

Ships that pass with elegant terror; 
Streets that crack with ultimate failure. 
Signs that read "do not enter," "go back," "straight ahead" and "go right in." this just in: Communication crashes.

We'll put a price on your head and by tomorrow you'll be daed. 
(x4)

Your self righteous attitude will get you nowhere but solitude.
Did ya really want that ghost to follow ya? Im on the eddy-paddle for your life!

We'll put a price on your head; by tomorrow you'll be dead!
(x4)

Self - Preservation

What you going to do now? That you've never done before?
How you going to play it off, so cool this time?

There is a way to destroy (X3)

As we grow up; things will blow up-
never meant to be. 
But as we grow up- if you show up.....
I'LL BE HAPPY!!! (x?)

There is way to destory

keys and backing vocals by Abbie Hepler
Bass by Todd Hepler
Drums by Joe Knapp
Guitar/Vocals/Recording/Engineering by Geoff. Haase

visit us at www.otitismediaband.com

Destructive Offender w/Joe

theres nothing else I can do; IM trying to break through to you;
Through the screens and magazines; Well come clean, eventually.
Father the thought; Return what you bought
Its a new day a new way a new beginning.
Cause humble is the key.
theres nothing else I can do; IM trying to break through to you;
Through the screens and magazines; Well come clean, eventually.
Father the thought; Return what you bought
Its a new day a new day; a new beginning.

Humble Is The Key

I'm not in love with you (l'm not in love with you)You're not in love with me (you're not in love with me)
You're not in love with anybody, then when should you start with me?
Give it all away (give it all away) for just one taste (for just one taste) while all your black magic just up-and-fades away.

BLACK MAGIC! (x4)

Aluminum revenge (aluminum revenge) absolving all of your sins (all of your sins) Carbon fiber left inside-her; What's beside her? Its a man.

BLACK MAGIC!!!

Keys and backing vocals by Abbie Hepler
Bass by Todd Hepler
Drums by Joe Knapp
guitar by josh garza
Guitar/vocals/recorded/engineered/produced by Geoff. Haase

for more information go to www.otitismediaband.com

Black Magic

"Otitis Media" is a Warsaw-based alternative rock group that includes Connor Helser on drums, Todd Hepler on bass guitar, Geoff Haase on guitar and vocals and Abbie Hepler on back up vocals. Sheldon O'Conner also makes many appearances with the band on stage and on record [(most recently on Thank You/ (Fuck You)]. Music is our lives and our lives are filled with music, so what better way to spend our free time then writing and playing our favorite songs from the 90s-on?! We are always looking to play out to bring the joy of music to whomever wants to listen so if you are looking for some live-entertainment, please dont hesitate to contact me personally at gkhaase@gmail.com or at the bands email at otitismedia46580@gmail.com. Too many influences to even begin to write them out so just listen to our music and enjoi. Keep on rockin' in the free world, as Neil would say and 
ONE LOVE as Bob would say. 

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