1. |
Tracy Mongould
03:41
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Tracy Mongould
Twenty six years old
Wakes up every morning, thinks he's much too tall
Disowned from his family, disowned from his life
It's gotten so bad he's gone and bought himself a knife
Yes he has
Walks outside, rips off his tie
Gives it to a driver in exchange for a ride
He says
I'm gonna do something today, something years from now
Kids will still be saying, they'll be saying
Tracy Mongould
Sets fire to the road
Walks down the street with children down at his feet
Murdering children, murdering adults
Murdering babies, burning their throats
Oh Tracy Mongould, leave us alone
Get down on your knees and pray to be shown with mercy
Oh mercy
Did you blow your brains out or just get burned I forgot
Walks through town
Smiles as he turns around
I child poking at his back, on the merry go round
What do you want
You waste of space, basket case
Future failure in this world
An opposite ace
Then he goes and kicks the operator right in the face
He yells say my name, it's
Tracy Mongould
Sets fire to the road
Walks down the street with children down at his feet
Murdering children, murdering adults
Murdering babies, burning their throats
Oh Tracy Mongould, leave us alone
Get down on your knees and pray to be shown with mercy
Oh mercy
Did you blow your brains out or just get burned
Tracy Mongould
Sets fire to the road
Walks down the street with children down at his feet
Murdering children, murdering adults
Murdering babies, burning their throats
Oh Tracy Mongould, leave us alone
Get down on your knees and pray to be shown with mercy
Oh mercy
Did you blow your brains out or just get burned I forgot
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2. |
Into the Haze
03:08
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You don't know me
And you never will
You like to abuse me just for the thrill
Play me like a game, jerk me like a toy
You do it for the fame, I start to get annoyed
Start to get annoyed
Gotta go but we wanna stay
The time is up for the show we play
This feeling man, I can't explain
Then another one fades into a haze
You don't know me
But you wish you could
You don't wanna change
But you really should
Now times have changed
And I'm on top
You ask me for empathy I said good luck
And showered you with love
Gotta go but we wanna stay
The time is up for the show we play
This feeling man, I can't explain
Then another one fades into a haze
Gotta go but we wanna stay
The time is up for the show we play
This feeling man, I can't explain
Then another one fades into a haze
You don't know me
And you never will
You like to abuse me just for the thrill
Play me like a game, jerk me like a toy
You do it for the fame, I start to get annoyed
Start to get annoyed
Now times have changed
And I'm on top
You ask me for empathy I said good luck
And showered you with love
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3. |
Hannah (Who Are You?)
03:18
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Hey how are you
What's your name
Somebody tell me
I'll go insane
Without you I'd be lost
But soon I'll be lost anyway
At least I hope
It's too soon to say
Hannah who are you
Show me the way
Around this shithole
To my dismay
Once a day
Enough to hold on
It always changes
I'm never wrong
I'm so weak
Would somebody help me
Everybody's left me
Hannah who are you
Show me the way
Around this shithole
To my dismay
Hannah who are you
Show me the way
Around this shithole
To my dismay
Are you my hero
Or just another one who will break my spirit
I guess I'll never know
Until I
Go and do it again
Hannah who are you
Show me the way
Around this shithole
To my dismay
Hannah who are you
What's your name
Show me around this shithole
To my dismay
Everybody's left me
Everybody's left me
Everybody's left me
Everybody's left me
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4. |
Mistakes
04:00
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I sleep in late
I can't complain
Don't wanna qoute Courtney it's a mundane monday
What'll I do today
My fingers don't wanna press down
Don't wanna be one of those rocks that you see in the park
People pointing and saying it's not as good as the others
I repel you
And tell you
With love
That you've gone down that dark path and now you're really fucked up
My alter ego, the man in my head
He wears a bucket hat and he smokes cigarettes
But so do I so really what's the point
Which begs the question
Are all alter egos just a different name with same characteristics
Wait
What about Bono does that count
No wait what was I talking about
I repel you
And tell you
With love
That you've gone down that dark path and now you're really fucked up
I repel you
And tell you
With love
That you've gone down that dark path and now you're really fucked up
So please
Just give yourself a second
Breath in breath out
So we can focus on why we're here and what we need to talk about
I used to think that I'm a nice guy
But after spending a substantial amount of time in the sky I see why
This is killing me
Things just aren't what they seem
It's my responsibility to see to it that we are ok
Cause at the end of the day it's my name
And I'm the one who's just got so much stupid shit to say
Like how could we have allowed ourselves to be washed out with the tide
Man it's like we need to get high to get by, to survive
And to live out the monotony of our daily lives
The past seems great, I'm just saying
It's not like I'm complaining
And it's obviously fine that the two of you are dating
But it feels like we've tricked our minds and fell behind
We're adults now and that is why
I repel you
And tell you
With love
That you've gone down that dark path and now you're really fucked up
I repel you
And tell you
With love
That you've gone down that dark path and now you're really fucked up
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5. |
Loss For Words
02:42
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I'm
I'm at a loss for words
I
Just don't know what to say
Can't communicate or enunciate
I don't even know what I'm trying to say
It's like
There's a hole in my brain
I'm not this
I'm a posthumus compilation
Of your favorite kid
Trapped in a place in time
I'm
I'm at a loss for words
I
Can't stop staring at your face
Carelessly you've said to me
That there's a beauty to find in the ordinary
And we'll
Have some happy days
I'm not this
I'm a posthumus compilation
Of your favorite kid
Trapped in a place in time
I'm not him
I'm the mundane situation
I'm the ending that the author wasn't scared to write
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6. |
Jackie
05:18
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Take it
With you on the highway
Take it
Everywhere you go
It's a long way
Long way back to Florida
Oh I can't believe
It happened to me
Why this time
I thought she was mine
I've never felt this way before
It's no obsession it's so much more
Eighteen
Sixteen on Thursday
Kiss me
In the hallway
Good times
With good moments
Bad futures
With bad components
And she said she didn't even know me
Oh I can't believe
My first was seen
I can't believe
My first was she
I've never felt this way before
It's no obsession it's so much more
How will I ever lock this door
Why not just say welcome to the morgue
Oh I can't believe
She rejected me
All we've been through she and I
Or was that just all in my mind
I'm not excited anymore
Please just spare me I implore
Memory will always bring me joy
I should've left it at that nothing more
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Aidan Jack Finnecy Glen Ridge, New Jersey
Aidan Jack Finnecy has been recording and performing "catchy" indie songs in New Jersey basements since 2019. Look out for his debut album 'the Freshman Alcoholic" this June on Pizza Bagel Records
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