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Over The Moon (Live)

Dedicated to the wandering souls of funk-grunge.

Featuring:
Derek Dupuis: Keys and Vox
Leon Cybul Zebede: Vox
Will Trueblood: Trumpet
Josh Britt: Trumpet
Tim Murphy: Alto Sax
Max Roark: Tenor Sax
Dean Scarlett: Trombone
Kevin Sanchez: Bari Sax
Nick Lees: Guitar
Isaiah Johnson: Lead Vox
Rob Trevisani: Drums
Noah Harrington: Bass

Engineered, Mixed, and Mastered by
Aaron Kennedy and Paul Matelski
Written and Produced by Nick Lees
Cover art by Grace Lees

The 3rd Wing:
Nick Lees: Guitar
Isaiah Johnson: Lead Vox
Rob Trevisani: Drums
Noah Harrington: Bass

All rights reserved

Lyrics: 

My pocket full of pencils
My suitcase full of jeans
Keep my toothbrush in a locker
At the sports club down the street

My breakfast wrapped in paper
The sidewalk still in bloom
Put my feet up on the subway
If I ever find the room

I’m going down to my last knee

I’ve gone too far
Can’t find another way
The life I live
Is leading me astray
The day I stop
I’ll fall into the fray
The life I live
Is leading me astray

My jacket won’t grow longer
My shoes won’t take a stand
Got a tiny piece of plastic
Meant to tell them who I am

I move too fast for top hats
No fancy fluff to flaunt
I got more time than lose change
So I wander where I want

I’m going down to my last knee

(chorus)

(la las)

My clothing never suits me
I’ve got no bones to pick
I walk between the shadows
Of colossal made of brick

I’m choking on the silence
I’m falling through the cracks
I tie myself to straight lines
Just to keep myself on track

I’m going down to my last knee

(chorus)

(excessive la las)

Stray (ft. The 3rd Swing)

A story about a robot who gets sick of being pushed around.

Featuring:
Derek Dupuis: Synths
Nick Lees: Guitar
Isaiah Johnson: Lead Vox
Rob Trevisani: Drums
Noah Harrington: Bass

Engineered, Mixed, and Mastered by
Aaron Kennedy and Paul Matelski
Written and Produced by Nick Lees
Cover art by Lick Nees

All rights reserved. 

Lyrics:
Plastic smile
Still in style
Hiding every little lie
It’s classified
Life designed
Electric mind
My vision’s perfect
In a world that I can’t touch
The ones and zeros don’t add up to much

Waiting game
All the same
I know soon you’ll pull my strings
And clip my wings
It ain’t me
It ain’t me
My joints are frozen
I can only come when called
The only thoughts I know have been installed

Got broken glass in my eye
A mocking pulse in my chest
Nowhere to move but forward
A seeker lacking a quest
Contestants tend to their race
To them I’m only a guest
And all I know is what I can’t feel
Because I’m
Hot-Wired and trapped in
Signal’s jammed
Body dammed
Running round underneath
Your command
Circuit blows
Body slows
And I know
And I know

Disobey
Watch you pray
Watch you try to shut me down
Until you drown
Still ain't me
Still ain't free
I’ve lost my patience
I won’t wait for your command
And now you’ll see there’s been a change of plans

Got broken glass in my eye
A mocking pulse in my chest
Nowhere to move but forward
A seeker lacking a quest
Contestants tend to their race
To them I’m only a guest
And all I knew was what I can’t feel
And all I know all that I can feel
And all I know all that I can feel
Because I’m
Hot-Wired I’ll smash through steel

The Lick Nees Banger Factory

Hot-Wired (ft. Derek Dupuis)

For the introvert at the party.

Featuring:
David Boroff: Violin
Derek Dupuis: Piano
Sam Palermo: Drums
Isaiah Johnson, Elaine Lizardo, Flora Son, and Carlos Saenz: Vox
Nick Lees: Guitar
Noah Harrington: Bass

Engineered, Mixed, and Mastered by
Aaron Kennedy and Paul Matelski
Written and Produced by Nick Lees
Cover art by Alexandra Lapides 

Lyrics: 

All by myself in a crowded room
Wound up so tight I can barely move
Trying to hard to be someone else
Thinking to hard to forget my self
I know it’s nobody’s fault but mine
So I’ll say I’m doing fine

Our conversation is full of holes
We keep on drinking to loosen our souls
They share their scars like the evening news
Tomorrow’s sorrow and last week's blues
Don’t want to take any more of their time
So I’ll say I’m doing fine

I’ve run out of patience and out of the room
I’m under the weather, over the moon
I’m running wild when I try to stand still
I change my mind at the top of the hill
The wind’s gonna blow, the sun’s gonna shine
So I’ll say I’m doing fine
I know it’s nobody’s fault but mine
So I’ll say I’m doing fine
Don’t want to take any more of your time

Slump

Over The Moon (ft. David Boroff and The 3rd Sing)

This song is about anxiety and keeping up with appearances. 

Featuring:
Derek Dupuis: Keys and Vox
Sam Palermo: Drums
Nick Lees: Guitar 
Isaiah Johnson: Lead Vox
Noah Harrington: Bass

Engineered, Mixed, and Mastered by Aaron Kennedy and Paul Matelski
Written and Produced by Nick Lees
Cover art by Peter Sauter 

Lyrics: 

Rosemary, age twelve
Shoving childhood to the highest shelf
Heels up high she’s trying to fly
Running down each isle
She spends her cents to perfect her smile
Gloss and lace making up her face

She’s peering through, the mirror’s haze
She hopes and prays the image stays
What could she be if all they see is
Rosemary’s reflection

Whispers down the hall
She hears one word that can make her small
She’s lost her glow cracks start to show
Drilling holes in her skin
Painting the lines on her cheeks and chin
Hear her cry while perfections lie

And why believe what mother says
If mothers dread what’s in her head
The mirrors bent you can see a dent in
Rosemary’s reflection

In between magazines
It’s so obscene she’s turning green
Anything to be seen
Straighten jaw it’s the law
Fight tooth and claw
Remove each flaw
It’s still just luck of the draw

In between magazines
It’s so obscene she’s turning green
Anything to be seen
Straighten jaw it’s the law
Fight tooth and claw
Remove each flaw
It’s still just luck of the draw

Went to sleep last night
Maybe tomorrow will bring light
To dark to dream, and they heard her scream
Ran into the room
Electric light couldn’t shake the gloom
The mirror’s cracked lying on her back

Now there’s flowers growing by her side
They might seem snide, but they abide
And there they stand, but no one can see
Rosemary’s Reflection

Rosemary's Reflection (ft. Sam Palermo and Derek Dupuis)

This song is about self hate and toxic admiration.

Featuring: 
David Boroff: Violin
Jody Miller: Violin
Lydia Downward: Viola
Lily Gardam: Cello
Nick Lees: Guitar
Isaiah Johnson: Lead Vox
Rob Trevisani: Drums
Noah Harrington: Bass

String Arrangement by Len Tetta
Engineered, Mixed, and Mastered by Aaron Kennedy and Paul Matelski
Written and Produced by Nick Lees
Cover art by Wynn Mackenzie 

All rights reserved. 

Lyrics:
I
Want what you’ve got
To be what I’m not without getting caught
You
Found your way in
Dressed like a twin, to hide where you’ve been

You took a name you took your place
You play a game to win the race
You raise your hand and hide your face
Your desire, climbing higher
You’ll burn every word if they call you a liar

I want what you’ve got
To be what I am not
I want what you’ve got
To be what I am not

I’m
Watching your star
I'm trying to hard, to be what you are

You'd
Turn on a dime
To be first in line, you’re playing for time

You’re laying low to take a stand
You learn your place to take command
I wish that I could understand
Reinventing
Unrelenting
I wish I could stand on the stage you’re presenting

I want what you’ve got
To be what I am not
I want what you’ve got
To be what I am not

Not stuck outside
Not yet undone
Nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run
Not painted blue
Not falling free
Nothing to do
Nothing to be

I’m
Envy and hate
I know it’s to late, to carry my weight

You're
Top of the shelf
Enjoy all the wealth till they find someone else

I want what you’ve got
To be what I am not
I want what you’ve got
To be what I am not

I Want What You Got (ft. The 3rd String)

This song is about sleep talking, insomnia, and toxic relationships.

Featuring: 
Simon Gabriel: Vox
Len Tetta: Slide Guitar
Nick Lees: Guitar
Isaiah Johnson: Lead Vox
Noah Harrington: Bass
Rob Trevisani: Drums

Written and Produced by Nick Lees
Engineered, Mixed, and Mastered by Aaron Kennedy and Paul Matelski
Cover art by Claire Kerper 

All rights reserved. 

Lyrics: 

She's home at dawn
In midnight clothes and
The smell of guilt
Infects my nose and
When she's closed
Our bedroom door the
Secrets spill
On the bedroom floor
She's flipped my lids
Can't close my eyes I'm
Trying to sleep
I hear her lie
Confessions made
Her voice so slurred
She doesn't know I've heard

Somniloquy

Working late
She works too hard and
She can see
It's gone too far
I’m up to date
On her affairs
Cause late at night
There’s news to share
But she denies
Each word she said
She says she lies
When she’s in bed
But I can tell
The truth is clear
Every single night I hear

Somniloquy

Midnight howling cross the room
Screaming out for someone new
Nothing left for me to do
But watch the skyline fade to blue


I'm gone for good
I left today
I couldn't see
No other way
Abandoned home
We used to share
For now I rest
In neighbors care
He has a place
To rest my head
I sleep at last
In guest room bed
When morning comes
I hear him weep
You were screaming in your sleep

Somniloquy

Somniloquy (ft. Len Tetta and Simon Gabriel)

This song is about being stuck (in traffic)

Featuring: 
Isaiah Johnson: Lead Vox
Nick Lees: Guitar
Noah Harrington: Bass

Engineered, Mixed, and Mastered by Aaron Kennedy and Paul Matelski
Written by Nick Lees and Noah Harrington 
Produced by Nick Lees
Cover art by Reza Kay

All rights reserved 

Lyrics:
My hatchback on the highway and my
Tires full of snow, and I
Watch the red lights glow, but I've
Got somewhere to go
My cargo riding slow-mo while I
Look for my way in,
But where do I begin
Trapped in someone else’s lane

My escape
Is miles away
But if I turn back now
To the same mundane routine
But if I turn back now
I’ll never know what could have been

A gold tooth for the tollbooth but they
Still won’t let me in and my
Patience wearing thin
Do I have a chance to win?
The sky line full of red wine and I'm
Drinking in the sight
When today becomes tonight
Will I still be here again

My escape
Is miles away
But if I turn back now
To the same familiar scene
But if I turn back now
I’ll never know what could have been

My bare feet on a side street and my
Journey still remains but those
Street lights never change so I'm
Making my own lane
I wonder while I wander as my
Path begins to wind
Will I find my way in time
If I dare to carry on

My escape
Is miles away
But if I turn back now
To the fields of cold machine
But if I turn back now
I’ll never know what could have been

Hatchback on the Highway

This song is about depression and anxiety. 

Featuring: 
Colin Foote: Drums/Whispers/Founder
Nick Lees: Guitar
Isaiah Johnson: Lead Vox
Noah Harrington: Bass/Screams

Engineered, Mixed, and Mastered by Aaron Kennedy and Paul Matelski
Produced by Isaac Temple 
Written by Nick Lees
Cover art by Grace Lees 

All rights reserved 

Lyrics:
Can you feel that Slump?
When the timing takes its toll
Can you feel that Slump?
When there's no more room to roll
There's no blow between each beat
You've grown out of trampoline feet
But somehow you still reach for a leap of faith

Can you feel that Slump?
If you take a look inside
Can you feel that Slump?
If you hold on to your pride
To tactless to be trusted
To rainy to be rusted
But somehow you still cling to the golden chain

Invaders at your door
But your to tired to start a war
So they drowned the very stomping grounds
Ignoring anything outside their core

Can you feel that Slump?
If you try to stay on track
Can you feel that Slump?
When you know you won't go back
Each punch and shove has piled up
Each memory is riled up
And so you flee to find a new way to forget

Can you feel that Slump?
Don't ever tell me that nothing matters!

Slump (MP3)

Slump (ft. Colin Foote)

This song is about performance anxiety.

Featuring: 
Renato Milone: Drums
Guy Bernfield: Bass
Nick Lees: Guitar, Sequencing 
Isaiah Johnson: Vox

Written, Arranged, Produced, and Mixed by 
Nick Lees with guidance from Renato Milone
Cover Art by Peter Sauter

All Rights Reserved 

Lyrics: 
Millions of masters
Breaking their fingers
Trying to gain your trust 
Your gaze alone drove each one mad 
So you left them in the dust 

Badge of bravado, bought second hand 
Thumbtacked to my chest 
You see my face and know my name 
Put my bravery to the test 

If it's good enough for you 
Then it's good enough for me 
And if it's what you want to hear 
Then it's all that I can be 
If there's nothing here for you 
Who am I to disagree? 
But if it's good enough for you 
Then it's good enough for me 

Talking for hours, bout nothing at all 
Trying to seem profound 
A familiar face may catch your ear, 
Yet there's nothing here but sound 

Trying to reach you, watching you venture 
Further through the mist 
You see my face for who I am 
What you wanted can't exist 

There might be truth within the lie 
If you knew the reason why 
But you know there's no way back 
If you knew the reason why 

How should I know what you want? 
How should you know what I need? 

But until the day I learn...

Good Enough

Rock band from Boston
Isaiah Johnson-Vocals, Keyboards
Noah Harrington-Bass
Colin Foote-Drums
Nick Lees-Guitar

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