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Consumer Report
02:54
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I’m finding the edge of the world
It’s something I want to believe
That the fragile existence of man is hanging on for me
A pawn to push the pawns is not leadership
If you lie long enough they have to believe
Slur the words
Blur every line
Between the truth and little white lies
They have to believe if it’s all that they see
The swamp is finally consuming me
A stick in the sand
Feet in the mud
Head above
A sample size doesn’t feed the family
Trickle down only fills gold pockets while we’re stuck in the weeds
Building walls around a concept of freedom
Defacing history while we’re locking ourselves in
Slowly Consuming me
Let this be a lesson
Consuming me
I want to believe
I found the edge of the world
It’s something I want to forget
That the fragile existence of man is falling around me
I found the edge of the world
It’s something I want to forget
That the fragile existence of man is failing
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I feel betrayed
Every friendship fading into rubble, into nothing that I recognize
Every detail over analyzed until all your favorite memories become what you despise
You think you know someone
A severed bond between love and self decay
Disease ridden love
For the friends swore that they would stay
Until the end of time
Backhanded slap in the face for the trust you gave
No written goodbye
And it feels like we should be planning your funeral
All discussions of you are in the past tense
A diagram of what went wrong
Could I have done a thing
To save every bit of hurt?
I feel betrayed
Smile to my face
A two faced smirk of innocence
Death’s stare into nothingness
Burning on your cross to bare
A bed of lies
I’m sick of blaming myself for your actions
Like I should have known all along
You were hiding skeletons in your closet
While falling soundly asleep
I feel betrayed
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Every Penny
03:23
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I woke up with my eyes glued shut. From the years regrets and the added debt. Changing the calendar it's hanging itself. Won't see me begging, won't find me dead. Another hole, another dollar. Dead presidents control my life. Forced to count every penny I make for my families sake (it'll be alright).
I won't be forced to be ashamed of my ways. My actions, my life, in my way. My status wont depend on my wage.
Stepping stone for your suit and tie, my integrity doesn't rest on the weight on my back. Everyday the pressure increases til my bones crack.
Double standards with a gun to my head. Is this how it is? Am I chained to this change? I'm drowning in a sea of drones just to live a life the way I please.
You lose hope when you can't carry a conversation for more than a minute. Social media has clouded our minds and brainwashed our youth. This is the end and I'm scared to death of what I might do or become. The media can't tell me what matters most and what not to care for.
Losing hope in a constant hell. The futures dividing more than you can tell. Pick apart every detail til there's nothing left for years to come.
I won't be forced
to be ashamed of my ways
My status won’t
depend on my wage.
Hung on a pedestal for the world to see. An example, a curse, a plea to do something different.
Where you become
Who you despise
Age is a ploy to keep counting your time
I won't be forced to be ashamed of my ways. My actions, my life, in my way. My status won’t depend on my wage. My actions, my life, in my way.
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Hello, Disconnect
02:41
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I felt myself in the disconnect
Asking how we got this far?
Get me out of my head
Leave us to fight your fight
Point the finger at each other
I don’t want to go but i don’t want to know
We’re dying in the streets for idiot’s pride
I can’t understand at all
I’m lost in the disconnect
How the hell are we scraping by?
Get me out of my head
Get me out
Hello Disconnect
Hole inside of my Head
I’m lost in the disconnect
How the hell are we scraping by?
Get me out of my head
Hello disconnect
Get me out of my head
Hello disconnect
Hole in my head
I’m lost inside the disconnect
We’re not surviving this
Head clean off my neck
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Baltic to Boardwalk Fargo, North Dakota
Started in late 2009. Baltic to Boardwalk has been a staple of the upper midwest music scene. After extensive touring on their first two EPs, their debut full length "Heathens" was released April 29th, 2017. They followed up with a two song release in February 2019 called "Dinner Table///Empty Patriarch". They have been busy in 2021, releasing 3 new EP's. ... more
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