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Better Medicine

by The Best of the Worst

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1.
Short Change 01:36
Familiar passages run through my head I miss the rebound on the things that I could’ve said But I can’t dwell in my messes in one more song. What’s the point if I’m making it worse? What’s the point of a cynic We can’t build a foundation that works Without our own fresh beginning
2.
Wishing Well 02:25
Keep it up keep it up the train isn't stopping There's no way to hop off, I’m stuck Turn around turn around the spirit is gaining I’ve lost so much ground now I’m fucked Projecting, expressing rhymes without reason A narrator with an ugly disposition Protecting the shortfalls brought by my own demons But I learned to separate, no more wasted days Threw my change down a wishing well Couldn’t even tell any difference that it made Superstition won’t teach us well. And I don’t give a shit about the passing of my fate Faith is poison / That we know too well And I reject the thought / That we can’t help ourselves Spent a while Waiting for my life to go fulfill itself As if I earned the break. Stayed inside But the future seems more distant when we stunt ourselves And it’s never too late No way in the world that i'm owed a wish This life of shit, it cannot quit No way in the world that i'm owed a wish But I will keep on losing it
3.
No way to outlast Too much to undo if we sit and stew Ignoring the facts Stopping at nothing to ruin this place, it’s such a shame Just because you’re older / Don’t mean you’re wiser A sorry excuse / A sorry excuse Jaded views, and a shit attitude / are all you’ve got left Are you happy with that? Let’s fade to black now / Don’t wonder what comes next A bullet in your back would lift the guilt right off your chest. We finally reached the end / Of your tradition We’re forging our own path / the new rendition Repent, the blood will spill over / you'll watch it all turn Regret, your ending is closer / we’ll watch you all burn Fade to black now / Don’t wonder what comes next A bullet to the head would lift / The guilt right off your chest We finally reached the end / Of your tradition Here comes the end of days / Here comes your end of days / The new rendition Caught in the past / thought spills away Lost in the sea / of antiquity Filled to the brim / gasping for air Choke on the myths / that you declare Drown with the lies / drown with your friends No turning back / we’ll never end Drown with the fraud / the corruption Take your last breath / we are what’s left Embrace your death
4.
Insecurity, gets the best of me Testing me over and over, relentlessly Lost conviction I held in my breath Can't find solace that I once kept Caught up lost in the relentless day to day What was once full of life begins to decay My reflections not what it used to see Regressing to what we’re supposed to be We had teeth once / Now we bare gums Softened by our exit strategy Haven’t seen you / around town much lately Hope it’s going according to your plan If we just, bide our time / We can last another breath Attempt to keep promises, we thought would be kept If we just, bide our time / We can live without regret Fulfill all the promises, we thought would be kept We had teeth once Now we bare gums Bested by ourselves Fake it till you make it is what i was told But it's so hard to fake it when it's getting cold Fake it till you make it is what i was told But it's so hard to fake it when it's getting cold
5.
Out of Mind 02:52
Belief / leads to relief But are we fooling ourselves? Betray / and pave your way Leave them to question themselves Beget / force the unrest It’s time to level off the playing field Begin accepting what we know to be real Let’s make the most of every second we have Cause there’s one thing that is clear Define it all / by who you are / the battles won / embrace the scars You're only what the rest can see then fall into ambiguity And I can’t make sense of this As we let go of what we know to be true But I’m not a pessimist Lay down your cross, embrace what’s in front of you Lay down your cross / embrace the world in front of you Don’t need your point of view No one i've ever seen / has had the capacity To solve our mystery / and end this misery I can’t make sense of this This world we’ve built around ourselves
6.
Sour Spot 02:17
Filled with giant a sense of community A feeling that’s real and fucking true to me Surrounded by people of the same mind And sharing sweat with our own kind It’s too familiar cause we’ve been here before And time and time again we’ve been knocked down to the floor In 4 years you’ll leave and forge a new path And we’ll make new friends and see what lasts Out with the old, in with the new The cycle regenerates Trust when we say, “We've been there, too” Filled with youthful exuberance Just know that it's happened before We’ve been bouncing around from door to door Once it starts it’s bound to stop: Money, Ego, Life or Cops You can’t kill us / We’re already dead The blood’s been pouring out my head You can’t kill us / We’re already dead These concrete floors are all that’s left It doesn't fade away / Only you do Just wait until the day / That they’ll replace you It all felt familiar / Until you became vacant No prospect, no good news / For years we watched you fake it Time will tear it all down
7.
Watch the walls come closing in Feel my arms pinned back again No time to unwind / The threads of my mind collide And tie up ambitions Like a car crash settling Into crushed cans unforgiving I’m gasping for peace and grasping at straws to breathe
8.
Well I’ve been clutching to this instance Where I could catch my breath and live another day The air gets colder when we let the hate in Wish I could bite my tongue and make it go away It’s about time that we find out / What the dysfunction’s all about Tossing and turning, no end in sight / Cut our losses, break the light Process, regret / Useless remains are all that’s left Filled to the brim with all your shit / No value in a hypocrite Shit shoveling hypocrite Well I’ve been clutching to this instance Where I could catch my breath and live another day The air gets colder when we let the hate in Wish I could bite my tongue and make it go away Well I’ve been clutching to this instance Where I could catch my breath and live another day And I’d be nicer if you let me keep my distance Wish I could bite my tongue and make it go away I’ve been so distant / You sense the pattern Said, “What is the matter?” / I just can’t help it We’ve tried a million times / To try to make this right Let’s cut our losses and leave it better than we found it Catch my breath and learn to live another day Bite my tongue and make those feelings go away Catch my breath and learn to live another day Bite my tongue and make those feelings go away
9.
We, are not a fucking computer / We’re more than zeros and ones Ignorance, more in the middle / And that’s what we’ll all become We can’t escape the dichotomy / Learn that acceptance is key Rotting out this old machine / We will not be lost to be Between what you think is wrong or right, cant see the light Blinded by the vacancy Time to reclaim what's all our own, more than we've ever known Drowning in antiquity Look and realize what we've become, time to overcome Rise above reality Time to reclaim what's all our own, more than we've ever known More than we've ever fucking known A sucker for the familiar / A glutton for the past Opinions branded as “resilience” / Every day should be your last Tolerance is fucking bullshit / You’re proving that you just don't care If that's all you can do just quit / At least we’ll save what is there There's no defense it's time to stop / Before my ears begin to bleed If you can’t let they be they / Stop the misdeed Conditioned to believe the duality is real It’s time to let the bigots be taken down by the misfits We will not agree to secede, this is our fucking time As your generation crumbles, ours will begin to rise
10.
Glass Hands 02:23
Curate your life for the masses / But don’t let anyone in Build this facade of perfection / While it keeps on crumbling Continue to amplify the void / Is anybody listening? Contradict ideals you’ve employed / I don’t fucking get it It may be comfortable to stay inside your fishbowl Put in place piece by piece, row by row None of it is real, you’re fucking lost, searching for a soul Leaning on validation from people that you don’t even know But none of it is real, you’re fucking lost, searching for a soul Leaning on validation from people that you don’t even know So let’s pick up all the pieces / As they crumble in your life You’re collecting all the points now / I’m just trying to get by And in ten years will you remember / All the moments that passed by? Put it all down / Convince the world that you’re alive Curate your life for the masses / But don’t let anyone in Build this facade of perfection / While it keeps on crumbling Continue to amplify the void / Is anybody listening? Contradict ideals you’ve employed / I don’t fucking get it Hashtag wisdom lacks any form of substance Living your life as if it's going to be scored True freedom lies in forging your own path, out there on your own Turning your back on all the crutches that you’ve known Why do we feel so god damn empty on the inside?
11.
Fine Print 02:57
Commodification perpetuates desperation We just can’t break free Faulty explanations pushing us to isolation Distorted all that we can see When up is down, who’s left to be right? The darkness keeps me up at night Protecting ourselves / From lies you sell And I can’t find / A semblance of truth These based sentiments / Won’t get us far When screen time becomes revenue Sold your soul / To commercials When a half truth becomes a lie / Who is held accountable? The pressure here is insurmountable When falsehoods take on their own lives / We are still responsible To reject what cannot be logical Weaponized information breeds this global asphyxiation Hysteria, your brains being to rot Decay into the flock that they wanted all along Hysteria, your brains being to rot Decay into the flock that they wanted all along Revolutions are televised and monetized / Sold to our diminished lives Underneath the guise of betterment / It’s making me so sick
12.
Disengagement / From the narrative Superstition / Is imperative Never live up / To what you portray We’re the fracture / In these lines you paint Better medicine / The life you project Don’t mean much to me / Cause I got my friends Better medicine / The life you project Is a fantasy / Drown in your delusion I’m not dwelling in mistakes I’ve made / I won’t retrace that path I’m not counting every breath I take / Cause it will be my last I’m not dwelling in mistakes I’ve made / I won’t retrace that path Sick of acting like a fucking fake / We are the contrast I’m not giving up, oh no / Five months til we’re on the road When I’m down and feeling low / These 3 chords are where I’ll go I’m not giving up, oh no / Two weeks til we play a show When life sets us to explode. / This will always feel like home. The negatives won’t manifest / Cause I’ve got you inside my chest Hold me down / To Earth What’s it like to live a normal life / between the lines? Never thought that we would ever want / to coincide Change the tide / Change the tide / Cause you won’t / Run my life I’m not giving up, oh no / Five months til we’re on the road When I’m down and feeling low / These 3 chords are where I’ll go I’m not giving up, oh no / Two weeks til we play a show When life sets us to explode / This will always feel like Home to me / Temporary sanctuary / Brick by fucking brick Built up straight from the ground Makes no difference / What the distance / We’ll surpass it / And persist

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All songs written and recorded by The Best of the Worst
Engineered by Joe Dell'Aquila, Jason Selvaggio, and Joe Scala
Mixed by Jeremy Cimino
Mastered by Ed Hall
Cover photo by Dana Yurcisin
Layout by Mike Sosinski

TBOTW is
Jason Selvaggio – vocals, guitar, baritone guitar, acoustic guitar
Joe Scala – vocals, drums, percussion, keyboard
Liz Fackelman – vocals, trombone, keyboard
Garrett Weber – guitar
Ryan Edwards – tenor and baritone sax
Ryan Kosinski – bass

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released February 19, 2021

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