Timeism

by Lillian Frances

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Timeism is an ode to the millenial lifestyle— living at home with mom, pursuing art between bartending shifts, and swiping around dating apps.
The aim for the EP is to connect with as many people as possible by taking deeply personal, often isolating, sentiments and transforming them into music that resonates universally.

The five new songs on her album tie together natural and synthetic sounds over driving beats, heavy bass, and soaring vocals. Her lyrics read like a journal—honest, funny, and at times, raunchy—as Lillian effortlessly glides between singing in English and Spanish.

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released May 4, 2018

Written, produced and recorded by Lillian Frances.
Mastered by Garrett Bevins.

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Lillian Frances Davis, California

I am sound collager, earplug enthusiast and competitive handstander from Northern California.

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Track Name: Netflix + Chill
Am I salty on your lips?

Well I dream you in the morning
Ah, cuz I breathe you in all night
And I write you in the sunset
I light you by my side

Lemme go with you
Should we Netflix or Chill first?

Well I thought you’d float away now
But you’re bobbing at the shore
Ah, and you play my favorite music when I come around
And leave me wanting more

When I come around
When I come around
When I come around

Well you twirl my rings like Saturn
Now I’m dancing with the Sun
And it might take two to tango
But everyone knows
To dance it just takes one

When I come around
When I come around
When I come around
Track Name: Better, Worse
Call me often
Had to make time
Cash me in boy
I’m such a dime

Under cover
Like it’s a crime
Under covers
Had to make time


I call the drummer
Cuz he’s so fine
I kiss the drummer
In my spare time

Syncopation
Rappin’ my thigh
Roll a joint so
We can stay high

Well I’m just a piece of paper
No better than a Dixie Cup
Scorin’ the ground for a pencil
Tryna fill my pages up
For better and for worse

Here’s a sure way
To feel alive
Let curiosity kill ya
Eight times

Well I don’t trust no
Sky with no moon
Cuz my stars all
Fall out of tune

Well I’m just a piece of paper (yep!)
No better than a Dixie Cup
Scorin’ the ground for attention
Tryna fill my ego up
For better and for worse

There’s no resting
For a sea shore
Cuz the waves gon’
Always want more

And I’m a tide so
I’m gonna swoon
Waver in waves
That’s what tides do

Mmmmm
Mmmmm
Mmmmm
Mmmmm
Track Name: Phone Keys Wallet
I’m foaming at the mouth to
Play you a song
Homesick for my fretboard
Where I once belonged

Gin to keep my heart warm
To intoxicate
Searching for semantics
While my tonic’s away

Oo I lost myself
Phone keys wallet
Is there anything else?

I’m falling out my pockets
Strewn on the ground
Somewhere there’s a world for
My lost and not found

You ask me to remind you
I already forgot
Shuffled are the details
Mismatched are all the socks

How much does free time cost?

Oo I lost myself
Phone keys wallet
Is there anything else?

Dust on my piano
Graveyard of guitars
Acoustic amputation
Make sense of the scars

An audience before me
The words were all gone
Silent is the singer
Forgotten are the songs

Oo I lost myself
Phone keys wallet
Is there anything else?

Oo I lost myself
Phone keys wallet
Is there anything else?
Track Name: For a Good Time, Call (feat. Nuanda)
Ladies, you know when you spot a boy from across the room and he is just smoldering? Tall, dark and handsome. Dreamy eyes. Sweet pecks. You finally get the chance to talk to him and discover, to nobody’s surprise, that he is boring as a cardboard box. Yeah. I’ve let stereotypically handsome boys take up way too much of my time because I am fooled by their beauty. Sweet, boring boys, who believe we actually care about their lengthy stories describing how much they drank with their frat boys in college. Bless their hearts, they have no idea who they are.
Track Name: Bailamos con el humo
Subiendo con la luna
Siguiendo sus huellas 
Fumando la biblia
Qué Dios nos bendiga! 

Mi nombre en cursiva
Escapa por tus labios
Pasea el oscuro
Y baila con el humo

Y bailamos con el humo

You got my heart wide open
Lemme know if you need it
You got my eyes wide open
And I like what I’m seeing
Come around more often
This is what I’ve been needing
You got my lips wide open
Lemme know if you’re breathing

Ey, tronco! El chisqueiro
Pido desde el cielo 
Mientras mi cuerpo
Alcanza el infinito

Ay guapo pero guapo
Ya sé lo que quiero 
Anhelo otro beso
Que queme mis huesos

I don’t have to chase reality
It always catches up to me
And I’ve wasted enough energy
On those who give no fucks
Give no fucks
Give no fucks bout me

You got my heart wide open
Lemme know if you need it
You got my eyes wide open
And I like what I’m seeing
Come around more often
This is what I’ve been needing
You got my lips wide open
Lemme know if you’re breathing

La luna llena, bailamos con el humo
La luna llena, bailamos con el humo
La luna llena, bailamos con el humo
La luna llena, bailamos con el humo

English:
Rising with the moon
Following her footsteps
Smoking the bible
May god bless us

My name in cursive
Escapes from your lips
Passes in the dark
And dances with the smoke

And we dance with the smoke

*chorus*

Ey dude, the lighter!
I ask from the sky
As my body
Becomes infinite

Handsome (but like… handsome)
I already know what I want
I crave another kiss
That burns in my bones

*bridge*

*chorus*

The full moon, we dance with the smoke
The full moon, we dance with the smoke
The full moon, we dance with the smoke
The full moon, we dance with the smoke

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