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by The Eastern Standard

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released September 26, 2015

Dear Old Dad - Engineered by Richie Tolerico and mixed by Brian Harrower
Here's To You - Engingeered and mixed by Brian Harrower
Scratches On The Surface - Engineered and mixed by Brian Harrower
Is My Fauxhawk On Straight? - Engineered by Richie Tolerico and mixed by Brian Harrower

Jack Hoferer - Vocals, Bass
Richie Tolerico - Vocals, Rhythm Guitar
Brian Harrower - Screams, Lead Guitar
Matthew McCloskey - Drums(Here's To You, Scratches On The Surface)
Jake Baker - Drums(Dear Old Dad, Is My Fauxhawk On Straight?)

Album Art by Vito J Filomeno

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Track Name: Dear Old Dad
Dear Old Dad
I used to love you
But now you’re just a stranger
Buried six feet under

I wrote you a letter
Late last night
About my insecurities
Our last fight
I can't change me
No matter how I try
Just like your drinking
Or when I lie

Dear Old dad
You know I miss you
But I can’t forgive you
Dear Old dad
I used to love you
But now you’re just a stranger
Buried six feet under

We never get along
Just like your rehab
You get under my skin
Like a permanent scab
You’re a failure
I’m a failure’s son
I look in the mirror
What will soon become

Dear Old dad
You know I miss you
But I can’t forgive you
Dear Old dad
I used to love you
But now you’re just a stranger
Buried six feet under

Dear Old dad
You know I miss you
But I can’t forgive you
Dear Old dad
I used to love you
But now you’re just a stranger
Buried six feet under
Track Name: Here's To You
What ever happened to the simple things
Like games of S.K.A.T.E on the blacktop in front of school
Or bike rides through the neighborhood
From long drives to the jersey shore
All the walks down howard boulevard
Where we’d bullshit for hours on end
I wish that this would never end

Lets run away like when we were young
Maybe we can find happiness again
Even if it’s not the same
So remember good times past and raise your glasses high
So here’s to you, this songs for you

Late nights spent out past curfew
Climbing back in through the window
Hoping that we don’t get caught
All those summer nights we spent
Running through the neighbors yard
Wanting to stay young forever
I wanna stay young forever

Lets run away like when we were young
Maybe we can find happiness again
Even if it’s not the same
So remember good times past and raise your glasses high
So here’s to you, this songs for you

This songs for you

Lets run away like when we were young
Maybe we can find happiness again
Even if it’s not the same
So remember good times past and raise your glasses high
So here’s to you, this songs for you

‘Cause I miss you
Track Name: Scratches On The Surface
I’ve failed a hundred times
just to be where I’m at now
And I’d fail a hundred more
just to kiss you on the bow
Of a ship I had in a dream
Where it was just you and me
And we would lay in the sand
For a never ending summer

I had it all worked out
yeah I thought that we’d go far
But I’ve since changed my address
To a stool right at the bar
Where I sit and drink
All my lonely nights away
And I just try to forget
every promise that we made

Well that summer came and went
And now that’s all in the past
My hearts been broke and mended
And now I’m sure it’s made of glass
There are scratches on the surface And
there’s cracks that run straight through
but some where out there is a repair kit
and a book on what to do

I had it all worked out
yeah I thought that we’d go far`
But I’ve since changed my address
To a stool right at the bar
Where I sit and drink
All my lonely nights away
And I just try to forget
every promise that we made

When you said you didn’t love me
I felt my mind begin to whirl
And now I feel like atlas
With the whole weight of the world
Sitting firmly on my shoulders
And now there’s no reprieve
From the pain I feel in my chest
Every time that I breathe
Track Name: Is My Fauxhawk On Straight?
I don’t know why
I hate myself
My parents don’t care
Put me on the shelf
They don’t listen
They don’t understand
They wont pay three hundred dollars
To see my favorite band

Same four chords
In every song
They play on z100
So we can sing along
Repeat words re-e-peat words
Baby yeah yeah yeah
When you get tired
You can call my band

My guyliner
Doesn’t match my clothes
All my shirts are band tees
I cut them full of holes
(oh man sooo punk rock)
I wear all black
Just like Johnny Cash
(oh I’ve never heard of that band before)
got pins on my backpack
who the hell is black flag?
(is that Pete Wentz’s new band?)

Same four chords
In every song
They play on z100
So we can sing along
Repeat words re-e-peat words
Baby yeah yeah yeah
When you get tired
You can call my band

It’s not about what you wear
Or that you just don’t care
Being jaded isn’t cool or attractive
Just go listen to Radioactive
It’s about your freedom of choice
To use your god damn voice
A sense of community
And maintaining dignity

Same four chords
In every song
They play on z100
So we can sing along
Repeat words re-e-peat words
Baby yeah yeah yeah
When you get tired
You can call my band