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Heavy Hands

by VOLCANOES

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1.
Everything is on fire, everything is fine
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Kingdom 03:37
Looking into your eyes I see diamonds and champagne. With every glance I shatter just like all the others. How many times must I be torn and ripped apart? Why can’t I catch a break? This Cristal stare is burning… Holes in the back of my head. Look at you floating in and out of every circle, flashing those crooked red lips, batting those pretty red eyes. Go ahead and throw back another drink, YOUR CHAMPAGNE EYES CAN’T HIDE what is underneath
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Lock your car doors cause this city’s so messed up. Bar your windows, don’t go out after dark. Don’t look anybody in the eye because they’ll kill you, oh! oh! they’ll kill you, kill you. OMG check out that dude is that a do-rag? Oh! it’s a do-rag! Whip out your mace, cling to it for dear life because he’s coming, oh! oh! he’s coming, coming.
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Omnivore 03:21
Bury our faces in the ground, cause our hands won't stand. We’ll close our eyes just to hide, but we’ll find it’s even worse inside. I can't move my body but my mind is runnin’. It’s runnin’! Bury our faces in the ground; here she comes, here she comes! Let’s talk about the things we shouldn’t do, lets talk about the things we’ve done. Take! A! Seat! Let’s! Just! Breathe. HOW CAN YOU TALK WITH MY HEART IN YOUR MOUTH? I don’t even know what your sayin’ All I see know is your eyes and my reflection – distorted. Your words form hands around my neck and chew up my heart. Let’s talk about the things we shouldn’t do, lets talk about the things we’ve done. Take! A! Seat! Let’s! Just! Breathe! Lay! By! Me! Let’s! Just! Sleep/
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This house - Let go - These walls - Won't talk Eyes up - Eyes down - No sound - But the clock. Hands shaking - No sleep - Shirt's ripped - From my pounding heart Take time - To think - Did you hear that? Did your hear that? All I hear now are my thoughts they’re screaming at me to stop thinking. All I see now are my memories haunting every conversation. My hands intertwined like every vein that runs throughout your body. If I could print my heart onto vinyl it would sound like this. This house - Let go - These walls - Won't talk Eyes up - Eyes down - No sound - But the clock. Hands shaking - No sleep - Shirt's ripped - From my pounding heart Take time - To think Did you hear that?
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Every time that we try to pick our heads up, The weight comes crashing down on, on our shoulders like giants standing over us. OUR HEAVY HEARTS IN OUR HANDS. Pick through my brain I cant find a memory of when we weren’t happy. Don’t let go of my hand this time; I can’t tell you that it’s alright.
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Slip out the back door, down the gutter, run as fast as I can through the alley. Out of the city, out of the suburbs, past the railroad station to the place where we last met. The bark is torn in the shape of a heart with the initials of you and me. So I grab my machete and I start swingin’ until there’s nothin’ but mulch beneath my feet. Drop down to my knees, I start diggin’ about as fast as I can with my hands. I dig and I dig and I dig and I dig until the nails fall from my fingers. I dig all night long until I can’t stretch out my hands up to the surface. Yeah, I thought it was for you, but now I can't get out, so I think I'll stay a while. I close my eyes as the dirt hits my face, I can't see, I can't breathe, but the longer I rest here I start to feel my chest swell up with everything. I breathe in, breathe out, open my eyes to see I’m not dead at all, but I’m laying in a pool of sweat in my bed, all alone- you’re a nightmare. You’re a nightmare, but I’m not sleeping. Somebody pinch me; I can’t wake up.
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Oil Rainbow 05:38
I feel like an immigrant setting sale to my own mind, In a see of faces and figures with no features and empty eyes. The destination is fuzzy, all I can see now is the flames. I try to speak but no words come out, my mouth’s taped shut. I feel like an immigrant setting sale to my own mind, a dark place full of metal and steel and live landmines. We’re all on this ship but we're not going to the same place. Visions of something getting closer but I can't see its face. The destination is fuzzy all I can see now is the flames, I try to speak but no words come out, my mouth’s taped shut.
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How can you love me forever if you’re already dead? Your heart stops beating every time we touch. Girl I can see right through you, and God it ain't pretty, Girl you can see right through me and oh, God it’s a mess. How many times must we go through this? How ever many times it takes. I’m not ok and you're not ok, and man it’ll never be ok. I think I'll start a metal band, and scream until I throw up. I think I'll start a metal band and write songs about how we're all messed up. Now I can't listen to love songs anymore, but it's cool man ‘cause I got other stuff to listen to, like my conscience telling me to get the hell out. God I need some help, I need an answer, I need someone to give me something I need, not what I want GOD, I NEED SOME HELP.

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released January 24, 2012

Written and recorded by Eric Peters and Jon Ryan between March and September 2011.

VOLCANOES is Jon Ryan and Eric Peters

Hi Fi Octopi Recordings 2011
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www.hifioctopi.com

Afternoon Records AR076
volcanoes.afternoonrecords.com

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St. Louis bass/drum duo.

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