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If Me Dies, Me Dies

by Longfriend Timefriend

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1.
A better planet is possible But we're too damn greedy Corporations are seedy And the CDC says that I got to stay home now I wonder what it's like in my hometown Every day is a different story You'd think it be boring, but it's kind of nice Amidst a crisis, I finally have free time For another week or so For another week or so
2.
Remedy 02:29
Club lock the wheel To your shitty minivan Tell others to steal it If they can Alarm your house So the cops can say, "There's nothing we can do now" There's nothing we can do now 'Cause your remedies are reactionary Your remedies are reactionary If you hit your children, They will hit others You can figure this out But nobody bothers Don't like your neighbor So you put up a fence When someone breaches, Who will come to your defense? 'Cause your remedies are reactionary Your remedies are reactionary We could teach our boys empathy Instead of hoping for clemency We could teach our boys empathy Instead of hoping for clemency But your remedies are reactionary Your remedies are reactionary Your reality could be revolutionary But your remedies are reactionary
3.
Baggage 01:52
Rip it up Brick by broken brick Stick a forklift in it It's done Foundation sullied and rotten Bedrock too, too unsolid Baggage The baggage check Let's check ours What a fucking mess I'm all out Three outs, that's the game I need a timeout Needed just a little break But what I got What was handed to me, you Showed me the door And your middle finger, too Baggage The baggage check Let's check ours What a fucking mess Didn't I Didn't I see you Your eyes Bloodshot, so blue Didn't we Didn't we need this Didn't I Didn't you Baggage The baggage check Let's check ours What a fucking mess
4.
Trying 03:05
Raised well, well I was raised well enough Some words could hurt my self-worth, but I was loved Though not abused, I took abuse and I don't know Just how to carry that shit with me as I go But I wish something would deliver me Or slow the pain of atrophy I'll spend some time and money once a week Working through shit you never meant to give me Time's been wasted, or at least it's been misused And nothing's guaranteed, so I've got nothing left to lose But I can't help but turn an eye To what's been taken from my life And I will try not to be bitter, though at times I may succumb I will try to rest my head and keep from being fully numb You've told me all my life that just to try is an excuse And I'm happy that's worked out for you, but Sometimes trying is all that I can do I've inherited your trauma with my own You won't be proud of me for how I've grown I am fixated on a future when I'm fixed Ignorant of the implications that exist That I'm broken That I won't be That I am nothing currently And I will try not to be bitter, though at times I may succumb I will try to rest my head and keep from being fully numb You've told me all my life that just to try is an excuse And I'm happy that's worked out for you, but Sometimes trying is all that I can do
5.
It's quite amazing The circles we've been racing Flirting with the sentiment But getting stuck in wet cement But I am tired And somehow pretty wired The time is now You've gotta face it without a doubt But I'm so bored While you've been looking for a reward You produced a plan So only you can stand But I'm so bored While you've been looking for a reward You produced a plan So only you can stand
6.
Mirror 03:05
So I've been a little upset I played a song and I wrote a poem Made some art, but I don't know where to start But that's okay We'll be out by Memorial Day And I'm sorry I'm a little bit angry, but I Must apologize While you look for someone to criticize Take a good, hard look in the mirror Take a good, hard look in the mirror Seems some of us have jumped the gun If I could, I'd be on the run We're waiting at the starting line While you're celebrating a race you thought you'd won But that's okay We'll be out by Thanksgiving Day And I'm sorry I'm a little bit angry, but I Must apologize While you look for someone to criticize Take a good, hard look in the mirror Take a good, hard look in the mirror It's a question that's been age-old Can a human be bought and sold? Many think it's alright to sacrifice the weak Their morality plays hide-and-seek But that's okay We'll be out by Valentine's Day And I'm sorry I'm a little bit angry, but I Must apologize While you look for someone to criticize Take a good, hard look in the mirror Take a good, hard look in the mirror So we've been here for a year Have you learned your lesson? Have you faced your fear? We've paid for parties in your pool Are you still hungry, or is your stomach full? But that's okay (That's okay) That's okay We'll be out one of these days And I'm sorry I'm a little bit angry, but I Must apologize While you look for someone to criticize Take a good, hard look in the mirror Take a good, hard look in the mirror
7.
Fall Again 02:49
Your lips and gums were stained a sickly Shade of green and grey from the whiskey that you drank And for the fourteen blocks that we walked home I swear to God, that stain spread right across your face That walk home in my memory Will forever smell to me Like fresh fallen rain and disappointment And I remember wondering If this was the first day of spring Or if we were just back to fall again I wondered if we were back to fall again I wondered if we were back to fall again The reservoir had thawed but Sidewalk cracks beneath our feet seemed awfully threatening to me While you showed off your new tattoo I think it was your cat or a racoon And while I watched what I imagined slip into the night, I closed the door on what we had Those tree-lined streets stretched on forever Years and miles later, find ourselves in the same place That walk home in my memory Will forever smell to me Like fresh fallen rain and disappointment And I remember wondering If this was the first day of spring Or if we were just back to fall again I wondered if we were back to fall again I wondered if we were back to fall again
8.
A Good Time 03:29
Blurred into the faces In this city I hallucinate your features Right past the parish Beyond bodegas Into the nosebleed bleachers A little accent; that voice I know It hung on words that gave me hope I hope you're proud; I think you'd be We had a good time, didn't we? And though I never Knew you here It's plain and easy to see That in your youth And on your porch You might've dreamed a kid like me A little accent; that voice I know It hung on words that gave me hope I hope you're proud; I think you'd be We had a good time, didn't we? Blurred into the faces In this city I hallucinate your features And though I never Knew you here It's plain and easy to see
9.
This is my bad idea, don't you take credit Back up from the scene Leave the caution tape alone This is my masterpiece, let it be said of it That nothing burned as bright Or poured as many fumes into the ozone Stick every bit of ink and paper There's not a word we know made for such a eulogy Dot every "i" like it's not you and it's not capitalized Distance yourself while you still can Attend the man's funeral, I'll be the man This is my life's work and my work's life Being that they own each other, I can't be sure if either one is mine Was I the one who drew the shapes or spilled the blood Encircled by the white of this chalk outline? I will regret, but I will miss The way it felt to work at nothing else but this The long hours, the longer rides To the buildings all outstretched and sitting riverside Stick every bit of ink and paper There's not a word we know made for such a eulogy Dot every "i" like it's not you and it's not capitalized Distance yourself while you still can Attend the man's funeral, I'll be the man
10.
Nothing will happen to the president Like nothing happened to the cops Like nothing happened to the banks Seems like we're turning back the clocks But boys will be boys will get you on the court To be convicted Pardoned, forgot about Pardoned, forgot about Why are you still confident in our judicial system? Try to send your kids to school, but they won't listen You'll ask her what she's wearing and who she's dating And not why this good boy spends his nights out But boys will be boys will get you on the court To be convicted Pardoned, forgot about Pardoned, forgot about Pardoned, forgot about Pardoned, forgot about
11.
There is no future We build the present in real-time So why delay when we can see the cracks and fault lines "All grown up" is a white flag, it's a defeat You're giving up on being good as you can be Yeah, you're a product of your culture But you've enforced its shitty rules We are both victim and perpetrator Let's put our hearts to better use It'll eat me up, but I will turn on you the day you give me cause I don't believe in loyalty Yeah my support, it lends you credibility So fix your shit or watch me go I swear, I'll leave Yeah, you're a product of your culture But you've enforced its shitty rules We are both victim and perpetrator Let's put our hearts to better use
12.
There is a flaw in the redemption arc People don't tend to wait up for you To figure out how fucked up you are They can change too, and they usually do It's a chemical change It'll never be the same There is a hole in the narrative The third act's a mess; there is no closure Loved ones grow and don't wanna relive Things that barely happened that are definitely over It's a chemical change It'll never be the same There is sand in the microchip Such a finely-tuned instrument totally broken It can not do what we expect of it In my deepest depths, I think I've always known it It's a chemical change There is a flaw in the redemption arc People don't tend to wait up for you There is a hole in the narrative There is sand in the microchip It'll never be the same

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released February 26, 2021

Caleb Delp: guitar, vocals
Em McMahon: guitar, vocals
Louie Fantini: bass, vocals
Pete Imbesi: drums

Additional vocals on Better Planet, Trying, and Chalk Outlines by Maggie Brooks

Art by Christian Debuque (@ghostbongo)
Recording and mixed by Kyle Pulley at Headroom Studios, Philadelphia
www.headroom.studio
Assistant engineer Jackie Milestone
Mastered by Carl Saff

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Caleb: guitar
Em: guitar
Pete:drums
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