Press Black

Cody on guitar
Ben plays the bass
Willis smashing his drums
As they rock this place
They scream, They yell
Turning venues to hell
Music from the heart
There since the start
Find a cause that's what they do
Playing their music for me, for you
Thrashing around the crowd goes insane
The words resonate in your brain
Many might scoff, Many won't like
At least they have passion, deep inside
Their lyrics are strong
Their rhythms are swift
Granting our presence with their gift
I'm only one fan
But I know they have more
Don't be shy people, walk through the door
Critics might say punk is crap
Open your ears
Hear Press Black


~ Jay Blann