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Paint By Number

by 3

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1.
You've been shot Full of holes You feel your eyes About to close And the clothes you're in Seem paper thin You feel the frostbite Fangs sink in 'Cause it's cold outside With no place to hide Your blood out in the snow And the people stare But they're unaware Of why you had to go Well think of all the fun you've had Breaking heads and acting bad But now that all those days are done You finally tried the other side Of a gangster's gun Paralyzed But a pulse remains To pump last thoughts Through your dying brains Remember Mom Said always do your best But now a bullet burns Within your chest And the sirens sound Crowd gathers round Like moths to flame will fly 'Cause they love blood's smell But they're scared as hell Of what it means to die Well think of all the fun you've had Breaking heads and acting bad But now that all those days are done You finally tried the other side Of a gangster's gun I smell something burning Like a flag, like a rubber tire What you kids been cooking That's got my kitchen full of fire? Well it's American stew 'Cause we were sick of the pie Blood, white, and blue In the blink of an eye We'll go to the barn And lay down low And hide 'til all of the fires go Well think of all the fun you've had Breaking heads and acting bad But now that all those days are done You finally tried the other side Of a gangster's gun American stew 'Cause we were sick of the pie Blood, white, and blue In the blink of an eye (You've been shot) We'll go to the barn And we'll lay down low And hide 'til all of the fires go (You've been shot) American stew 'Cause we were sick of the pie Blood, white, and blue In the blink of an eye (You've been shot) We'll go to the barn And we'll lay down low And hide 'til all of the fires go (Oh, you've been shot) American stew 'Cause we were sick of the pie Blood, white, and blue In the blink of an eye (Oh, you've been shot) We'll go to the barn And we'll lay down low And hide 'til all of the fires go
2.
Behind her smile She licks the blood off of her teeth And says she'll stay Because it's easier that way Way And I've had enough So shut me down or just shut up I'm sick of hearing your confessions (Confessions) I'm sick of cleaning up your messes (Messes) If that's the way you are Then that's the way I'm gonna be If that's the way you are You are just wasting away I'm sinking and thinking I'll override this (undertow) Have I been Relying Too much on you to stay afloat? Your funny face You're leaned against the wall I can't believe it's true That you're not you And you're leaving after all Time is a bus That drives itself through all of us We sag and drag in funny places (Places) When traffic's heavy on our faces (Faces) If that's the way you are Then that's the way I'm gonna be If that's the way you are You are just wasting away I'm sinking and thinking I'll override this (undertow) Have I been Relying Too much on you to stay afloat? Your funny face You're leaned against the wall I can't believe it's true That you're not you And you're leaving after all You say, "I'll stay the same If you'll just trust" From me to you and rust to dust But I watch you walking day to day Pick up some change along the way The way If that's the way you are Then that's the way I'm gonna be If that's the way you are You are just wasting away (If that's the way) I can't believe it's true (The way) I found out that you're not you (The way) You said you'd stay, yes I recall (You are just wasting) Oh (Away) I can't believe it's true I found out that you're not you You said you'd stay, yes I recall But you're leaving after all
3.
Wrongside 03:51
Driving Alexis all of the way home She's like a child Except that she is grown If we cannot find the yellow lines How then can we know When we're driving on The wrong side of the road? Wrong side of the road Welcome to what you have bought I'd like to thank you, thank you a lot For hanging up on words and on walls And taking these calls So do you have what it takes? To drive in the city You better slam on your brakes You better step on the gas You better not come in last Oh but you can't go too fast Driving Alexis all of the way home She's like a child Except that she is grown If we can't find the yellow lines How then can we know If we're driving on The wrong side of the road? Wrong side of the road We hit, we run, and we spill Poor little freedom We're bleeding him still Get on the bandwagon Or end up road kill There's no free will Driving Alexis all of the way home She's like a child Except that she is grown If we cannot find the yellow lines How then can we know When we're driving on The wrong side of the road? Wrong side of the road I took a long drive just for you What else can I do But hope one day The truth will see me through? I hardly believe it hurts so badly Oh Bradley, for you to say What you think we should do Wrong side of the road Driving Alexis all of the way home We're just like children Except that we are grown If we cannot find the yellow lines How then can we know When we're driving on The wrong side of the road? Wrong side of the road Wrong side of the road Wrong side of the road Wrong side of the road
4.
This song is not about you It's not about me It's about the blood and the blade Stabbed into the back of somebody Somebody is someone who is stable But still remains unable to really be himself Cause if he were he Then she would still be with somebody And not someone else Someone else This song is not about me And the battles that I've won It's about the warped kitchen floor From the water left on to run And the pile of dirty dishes That is never done And the ashes in the sink Floating in the water Somebody doesn't wanna have to But somebody ought to Lay down the law, don't change your style Lead on to leave Baby, come on back for a while Lay down the law, don't change your style Lead on to leave Baby, come on back for a while For a while This song is a survey of scenes somebody sees Masked with melodies There's no way to let go, no way to forget That there's nowhere to grow Just the room to regret Where she holds him back confined to a space But she holds somebody in the first place Lay down the law, don't change your style Lead on to leave Baby, come on back for a while Lay down the law, don't change your style Lead on to leave Baby, come on back for a while For a while Somebody is stranded light years from home On a planet where people Are not like his own Where they pay to be brainwashed And told what to see And not many dare question authority Where a sick television is coughing up blood And it stains every life and it's starting to flood Fills the holes in our brains As it pours from the screens And it stains the newspapers and the magazines Lay down the law, don't change your style Lead on to leave Baby, come on back for a while Lay down the law, don't change your style Lead on to leave Baby, come on back for a while Lay down the law Lay down the law Don't change your style Don't change Lay down the law Lay down the law Lay down the law
5.
Do what you want me to do Say what you want me to say I smile when you give me the cue I'll play like you want me to play Don't give up, it's a quarter past three I'm just scared I'll die before I can be free So how come the road never clears? How come it's always so cold? I guess there's no way out of here Unless I reshape to your mold Don't give up, it's a quarter past three I'm just scared I'll die before I can be free Paint by number Obey all posted signs Am I so out of touch To wanna let my darkness shine? Let's take it down another notch Dim all your brightest ideas Just a little snip to the crotch, now watch That ought to set you at ease Don't give up, it's a quarter past three I'm just scared I'll die before I can be free Paint by number Obey all posted signs Am I so out of touch To wanna let my darkness shine? I'm gonna let it shine! C'mon J, let it shine Don't give up, it's a quarter past three I'm just scared I'll die before I can be free Paint by number Obey all posted signs Am I so out of touch To wanna let my darkness shine? Oh, paint by number Am I so out of touch To wanna let my darkness shine? (Here we go)
6.
You call me baby You call me baby Did you ever feel so small In the face of it all That if you cut yourself in two There'd be nothing left of you? All the king's horses And all the king's men Couldn't get us back together again It's an eight mile trek Towards the back of the bus Where there's an empty seat Somebody saved for us, saying Hey (hey) you (you), what do you do When you're all stuck up And your bones stick through? It's the longest haul An even longer fall From the top of the line To the place you crawl, sayin' You call me baby I could believe in you now It's only me trying to get by In this city tonight Because I know it's right, yeah One day you will all wake up From the American dream American dream Late at night you go to bed Don't be so sure you're not dead In the morning when you wake Better check the space that you take up All the king's horses And all the king's men Couldn't get us back together again On a sick television That's coughing up blood And it stains every life and it's starting To flood, saying hey (hey) you (you) What do you do when you're all stuck up And your bones stick through? It's an eight mile trek Towards the back of the bus Where all the hoes hang out To be the first to touch, sayin' You call me baby I could believe in you now It's only me trying to get by In this city tonight, yeah Because I know it's right Ever wonder what you are Besides the sum of your sensation? Black and starless night You know my mind is under Constant renovation, revelation Leaving on the light We are the children of an age Of ancient, faceless information Don't forget to write You know I'd grow up But I don't think I could stand the elevation I'm afraid of heights One day you will all wake up From the American dream American dream What am I? Yeah, yeah [scat] All the king's horses (You call me baby) And all the king's men Couldn't get us back together again (You call me baby) You call me baby You call me baby Do it my way You call me baby You call me baby I could believe in you now You call me baby
7.
Astroknot 04:40
My name is Michael, I ride my bicycle Hard up the high hills Of Charlemagne's driveway I climb up the trellis Lock fingers into lattice work And watch as she takes off her shirt And the war began on sacred ground Funded by the green silk gown She slips right into And she needs to sleep And he needs to wake up He wanted to try the space that she takes up This is Earth to astroknot There's not a lot of hope for you tonight And I believe the sun can stay And rise you through the gray Well I'd like to join the circus And what did I do to deserve this Hole in my life? Well in the morning when you wake up You'd better check the space you take up Now isn't that nice? You're bound to your fate And I won't be coming home tonight I've hanged myself upstairs Inside her bedroom closet And she needs to sleep And he needs to wake up He wanted to try The space that she takes up This is Earth to astroknot There's not a lot of hope for you tonight And I believe the sun can stay And rise you through this perfect day In the final days they'll call us Like monkeys from the forest We've opened the gate You're bound to your fate And I might be a psycho But I still ride my bicycle And I won't be coming home tonight I've hanged myself upstairs Inside the bedroom closet And she needs to sleep And he needs to wake up, he wanted to try The space that she takes up This is Earth to astroknot There's not a lot of hope for you tonight And I believe the sun can stay And rouse you through this perfect day
8.
Late at night I go to bed Pull the blankets over my head Thoughts of you get in my brain Like a faucet drips into a drain And I can't forget you, though I don't recall When I ever met you if I met you at all Are you an illusion? Say it ain't so Excuse the intrusion, but I've got no where else that I can go Oh, there's blood on the blankets And nobody's there, I sit and I stare At shadows on the wall Place a banana peel outside my door I don't know how I feel You seem to be sure Though I don't believe it I come when you call Though I can perceive it I slip and I fall And I can't forget you Though I don't recall When I ever met you If I met you at all Are you an illusion? Say it ain't so Excuse the intrusion, but I've got nowhere else that I can go Oh, there's blood on the blankets And I'm scared Someone's beside me But nobody's there, I sit and I stare At shadows on the wall Shadows on the wall It's the long-awaited single From the album unreleased Artist deceased You're the bastard undertaker I'm a corpse beneath your knife For all of my life, just a dead fish I've got one wish I wish you'd stop embalming me With all your fluid fantasy And I can't forget you Though I don't recall When I ever met you If I met you at all Are you an illusion? Say it ain't so Excuse the intrusion But I've got nowhere else that I can go Oh, there's blood on the blankets and I'm scared Someone's beside me But nobody's there, I sit and I stare At shadows on the wall I said nobody's there, I sit and I stare That's right, nobody's there, I sit and I stare Said nobody's there, I sit and I stare At shadows on the wall Shadows on the wall Shadows on the wall Shadows on the wall Shadows on the wall Shadows on the wall Shadows on the wall Shadows on the wall Shadows on the wall Shadows on the wall Shadows on the wall
9.
Careless Kim 04:52
Careless Kim went for a swim Where none could hear her shout She got in to cool her skin And never did get out Day break They drag the lake And find no body, though But she's there, I know Somewhere below The emerald undertow And though I saw her going under I could only watch in wonder 'Cause I don't swim so well It's a miracle I'm mobile At the choir girl hotel There are teardrops in the water Another wish in the well Why would I tell? I'm just a peeping tom, I'm gonna go to Hell It's late, I'm laughing In my room Though I don't get the joke I grind my grin Throat closes in As chuckle turns to choke Though I saw her going under I could only watch in wonder 'Cause I don't swim so well It's a miracle I'm mobile At the choir girl hotel There are teardrops in the water Another wish in the well Why would I tell? I'm just a peeping tom, I'm gonna go to Hell So here I am Your sleepless little lamb The water makes me numb But if six feet deep is The only way to sleep Then baby, here I come And though I saw her going under I could only watch in wonder 'Cause I don't swim so well It's a miracle I'm mobile At the choir girl hotel There are teardrops in the water Another wish in the well For someone who don't swim so well Why would I tell? I'm just a peeping tom, I'm gonna go to Hell
10.
You are the longest haul from home Bones ache And the light outside is getting low Don't break down In the underground they call your name So you hide your eyes and hold your ears And try to stay sane You are not the one To play God enough to say... My heart bleeds for you These bones are aching, too Would that I could not find A better state of my mind State of my mind Would that I could not find A better state of mind You are the deepest shade of dark I know As I watch you from behind your eyes And I see so much straight As you walk your circle walk and whine How you must be somewhere Close to home Oh you been there all the time You are not the one To play God enough to say My heart bleeds for you These bones are aching, too Would that I could not find A better state of my mind State of mind Would that I could not find A better state of my mind State of my mind That kind of magic came today, hey Sent all this tragedy away And all this time I thought we'd know Everything we need to grow My heart bleeds for you These bones are aching, too Would that I could not find A better state of my mind Oh, would that I could not find A better state of my mind My heart bleeds for you These bones are aching, too Would that I could not find A better state of my mind A state of my mind Whoah, my mind State of mind
11.
Heart Attack 04:21
Seems so easy Don't someone see it? Small like wonder Have I been dreaming? These eyes are open These ears can hear you Though I've been screaming You never hear me And you go brick by brick Walling me in It's cold and it's dark The air's getting thin And I need my space I wish you'd just relax Blood pressure building I feel it coming on Heart attack, don't look back Do you need someone to argue at? You'll be fine Love ain't always great But hey, there's still time Our lines have all been said Our words have all been drawn Like cracks across the base Of all you've built us on And you go brick by brick Walling me in It's cold and it's dark The air's getting thin And I need my space I wish you'd just relax Blood pressure building I feel it coming on Heart attack, don't look back Do you need someone to argue at? You'll be fine Love ain't always great But hey, there's still time Yes, I've heard it all before, dear And I've seen it all come down Be prepared to take a fall, dear Heart attack, don't look back Do you need someone to argue at? You'll be fine Love ain't always great But hey, there's still time (There's still time) Still time (There's still time) Still time (There's still time) Still time
12.
Old Grey Dog 04:47
This old grey dog was born to run Now he's on the floor Where he sleeps all day But that's alright 'Cause he's dreaming of the days When he could fly This old grey dog has had his day Now he'll have his night Ah, but that's ok, that's alright 'Cause he's dreaming of the days When he could fly Down, boy You're too old to be jumping for joy Turn your eyes to me So clouded they barely can see That you've grown Much older than dogs get to be Come and take just one last walk with me This old grey dog was born to run Now he's on the floor Where he sleeps all day That's alright Cause he's dreaming of the days When he could fly Down, boy You're too old to be jumping for joy Turn your eyes to me So clouded they barely can see That you've grown (Even tie you) Much older than dogs get to be (Even tie you) Come and take this one last walk with me We could not even tie you up (We could not even tie you up) This is the place where the old ones go When we know there is no choice Don't be afraid to die alone I made sure to bring your toys You are the last I'd ever kill Unless I believed what I believe will Be the way for no more pain, a lesser evil (Evil) (Evil) (Evil) Now he sleeps all day But that's alright 'Cause he's dreaming of the days When he could fly Down, boy You're too old to be jumping for joy Turn your eyes to me So clouded they barely can see That you've grown (Could not even tie you) Much older than dogs get to be (Even tie you) Come and take just one last walk with me We could not even tie you up (Even tie you) (Even tie you) (Even tie you) (Even tie you) (We could not even tie you) (We could not even tie you) (We could not even tie you) (We could not even tie you) We could not even tie you up
13.
Policeman 05:00
Remembering the day I met sweet mystery A silent runaway, an effort to be free I was a policeman Who stumbled down the wrong path Not a path where people go, oh no Headlights in a haze, I must investigate I've seen you in your car I've got your license plate Like a policeman Who stumbled down the wrong path Not a path where people go, oh no U-V-U-4-4-5-laughing So funny I could almost cry You don't know I've been here laughing Long before you passed me by Well, I'll take you farther still, 'cause I know I'll take you farther still I'll take you farther still, 'cause I know I'll take you farther U-V-U-4-4-5-laughing Spider webs and old store shoes You don't know I've been here laughing Long before you had to choose Well, I'll take you farther still, yeah I know I'll take you farther still I'll take you farther still, 'cause I know I'll take you farther, Father, farther, farther, Father I was a policeman Who stumbled down the wrong path Not a path where people go, oh no Just a policeman Who stumbled down the wrong path Not a path where people go, oh no Just a policeman Just a policeman Who stumbled down Policeman Just a policeman Who stumbled down Policeman Just a policeman Who stumbled down Policeman Just a policeman Who stumbled down Policeman Who stumbled down Policeman Who stumbled down Policeman Who stumbled down Policeman Who stumbled down Policeman Who stumbled down

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Paint By Number is the first official release from the band "3." 12 of the albums 13 tracks feature the band's original lineup of Joey Eppard, Josh Eppard and Chris Bittner. The Gartdrumm makes his debut on the title track. The songs are very strong and the band is able to mix and blend various styles while still maintaining an original sound. The record was recorded in 1998 for Universal records but the band was dropped before anyone even heard the record they made. It ended up being released in 2000 on Planet Noise records. Josh went on to play drums for Coheed and Cambria, Chris went on to engineer and produce the first 3 Coheed albums and Joey forged ahead with the Gartdrumm to make "3" what it is today.

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released March 16, 2000

Joey Eppard — Lead vocals; electric/acoustic guitars
Christopher John Bittner — Bass guitar, keyboards (track 6), electric guitar (track 6)
Josh Eppard — Drums (tracks 1–4, 6–13), background vocals (track 7)
Jason Foster — Electric guitar (tracks 5, 8, 9), background vocals (tracks 5, 8)
Chris "Gartdrumm" Gartmann — Drums (track 5), percussion (track 6)
Billy Riker — Electric guitar (tracks 6, 9)
Michael Burnbaum — Electric guitar (track 8)

Additional personnel
Recording & Mixing — Michael Birnbaum, Christopher John Bittner
Production
Tracks 3, 5, 8, 9 produced by Michael Birnbaum and 3
Tracks 1, 2, 4, 7, 10–13 produced by Michael Birnbaum and Jimmy Eppard for Boom's Farm Productions
Track 6 produced by Christopher John Bittner and Michael Birnbaum
Cover illustration — Joey Eppard
Inside illustration — Christopher John Bittner, Josh Eppard & Mark Schiskie
Insert design and layout — Joey Eppard & Jesse Kinbar (Deadfly Arts)
Compugrafix — The Turning Mill
Insert photography — Beth Blis

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3 is a band apart. Dark yet uplifting, spiritual without any connection to religion, theirs is a sound that transcends the genre conformity of modern pop culture. Rapid-fire acoustic guitar infused with dynamic percussion, animated drumming, thunderous bass and melodic vocal acrobatics culminate in a listening experience that is at once accessible and unique. 3 offers musicality without pretension ... more

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