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SORORITY NOISE IS:
Cameron Boucher - Vocals/Guitar
Kevin O'Donnell - Bass
Jason Rule - Drums/Vocals

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released September 29, 2013

Engineered and Produced by Cameron Boucher
Mastered by Matt Baltrucki

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Track Name: Queen Anne's Lace
I wrote you a book of poems
and you forgot to take it home
so if you're leaving let me know,
because you're the only home I have

I've taken all the books I own
and put them on a shelf
so I can read to you each night
before you throw yourself away

I'm not saying that I'm right,
I only want to say goodnight.
I'm not perfect, that i'm sure,
I only want to be your cure.
Track Name: Mediocre at Best
Nobody likes me,
that's what i tell myself.
I live alone in my own hell.
I want to be the person you want me to be
that I know that I'll never be.

Nobody likes me,
I hear it everyday.
I talk to you to remind myself again.
I feel at home here,
because i'm alone here.

Nobody likes me,
and that's all I hear.
I spent a lot of time last year
learning that I don't like me too.
Track Name: Still Shrill
I thought i'd grow out my hair
to see if you noticed,
and I'd start dressing nice
to make you believe that I'm alright.
I'd start playing sports
to be more like my brother
and my dad might be proud for once in his life.

Or maybe I'll drink myself to sleep
because that's what I'm used to,
and when I wake up
I'll feel brand new.

I'll start tanning my skin
to feel more like my mother,
because I am a ghost in size small clothes
and I guess I could use some color.
Maybe I'll smile, just like my ex-girlfriends.
Because they can feel love,
but I can feel anything.

So I thought I'd write you this song
so you could get noticed.
You could sing it along with your friends,
in the back of their Mercedes-Benz

and me and my Volvo will be fine,
and maybe i'll close my eyes to feel more like myself.
Track Name: A Brief Dissertation On a Night Spent Talking in a Boston Accent
I won't cut my hair
in hopes that all I ever was
will grow alongside
who I am today.

'cause all i'll ever be is a
gas station bouquet of roses
a last minute thought
and a waste of air.

i won't smile a lot
but i won't cry,
and i sure as hell won't let anyone inside

i still don't sleep most nights,
not because i'm scared,
but because i'm not alive