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prey​/​predator

by Tracer Metula

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1.
ugly animals 04:24
at the edge of our affordable neighborhood i riding my bike where the lawns are no longer cut and the woods grow deep as they like in the beginning isn’t it good? with the eyes in the shadows upon me i’m of ambivalent mind adoring authorities are horrified in spite of no bites in the beginning isn’t it good? i hate the ending—i hate the middle too my blessing bothers me even now my blessings all defy believin’ (now) you take all the ugly animals far away so sick at the sight you lock ‘em up and you leave ‘em banging the cage no longer a fright! oh no what do i do? i’m stuck stuck on the thought of you oh my sense is meaningless oh no what do i do? i’m stuck stuck on the thought of you all my sense assembles lies all my sense assembles lies i won’t run and hide when you come for me i won’t even bite i’ll tranquilly take to my cage it’s alright now oh so stop pretendin’ oh it’s alright now oh just stop
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get well 03:09
am i beloved enough to offset your shitty tragedy? am i unlucky enough to remove you from memory? ha ha! got some laughter that you ought to take how could i be? how could even i be? hold on to your stomach if it starts to ache how could i be? i’ll get even… either way i’m ashamed of offering therapy in spite of you oh how you hated your health in the city sanatoria oh now you doctor yourself with a chemical curative ah ah… little brother, how sick have you been? hook an i.v. hook another i.v. oh nobody has a better medicine hook an i.v. i’ll get even… either way i’m ashamed of wanting your suffering to end now what am i supposed to do? how long will you struggle to get well? i’m sick of visiting hours either way i’m ashamed of wanting all your suffering to end now what am i to do? do do what you do and now i’m waiting for some harm to come to you God, give us a convalescent without a future, past, or present another rush like before can’t drive a spike into a sunset how long will you struggle to get well? i’m sick of visiting (that’s true believe it or not) oh isn’t isn’t she lucky? a life less harrowing now how long? how long? how long? what am i to do?
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you could say you could say anything you could say anything at all and i say it means the world to me and i say it means nothing at all you could say you could say anything you could say anything to me and i say i’ll hang on every word and i say i’ll even climb the tree held hostage in the sitting room i’m gagged and bound to make a move oh, have the heat been notified? they say it’s safer not to hide you can blame the stars if you want to go complain if one of them should fall do your worst and curse the earth we crawl some love the torture i swear the crime wasn’t rehearsed don’t you dare come prepared don’t say anything at all oh, lovely filthy little fool broken exception to the rule ten thousand ancient points of light won’t trouble us from such a height [chorus] you could say you could say anything you could say you could say anything you could say you could say anything you could say anything at all

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Ten-track full length album coming eventually! On vinyl!

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releases February 14, 2024

songs by Jacob Hunt • performed by Jacob Hunt, John Craig, Blake Tabb, Billy Justineau, Tim Haney, and Brett Clanton • recorded by Billy Justineau, Jacob Hunt, Dan Dixon, and Luci Giaranno • mixed by Greg Norman • mastered by Joel Hatstat

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Tracer Metula Atlanta, Georgia

Tracer Metula is an "indie rock" combo from Atlanta, GA. They sound like early 90s indie rock through a post-punk filter with an extra dose of garage. From time to time, their lyrics rhyme.

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