In the blink of a CFL that’ll make your brain swell faster than you thought it could
In the flash of an LED you’ll scream
With the fall of an enemy to a deadly disease that he’s been fostering actively 
No, he’s recovering, it seems

I am holding on
Not getting any sleep
Barely holding on 
With every passing week
We keep holding on
Not getting any relief 

For the death of an empire you were raised by you’re expected you should grieve
Both to write and deliver eulogies 
For the bangless whimper of a bonfire vigil burning your goodwill 
Allies say nothing, conceding everything

No Relief

Pry Your Eyes [Demo]

Baggage [Demo]

A Good Time [demo]

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

Chemical Change

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've 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

The question has 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

Mirror

South Philly punk-adjacent. All about the energy.

Longfriend Timefriend