HeavyWeight

by HeavyWeight

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released 09 January 2015

Recorded at Flat Black Studios by Luke Tweedy
Mastered at Steimle Audio Mastering by Chris Steimle

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HeavyWeight Muscatine, Iowa

Hailing from the small overlooked town of Muscatine, IA, HeavyWeight started out as just a means for 5 guys to play music while holding down the basic adult juggling act of family and work. With musical backgrounds ranging from doom style rock/ metal to the fast paced hardcore style, HeavyWeight molds all these sounds into one solid monster wall of sound. ... more

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Track Name: Day Late $hort
Opinions are like assholes
Everybody's got fingers to point the blame
So why did you ask me if you did not want to hear
My point of view black mark to my name

Change the channel change the channel there's nothing on
Change the channel change the channel there's nothing on
Change the channel change the channel there's nothing on

Stop!
Let's take it from the top
Let's go back over this again
Cuz like usual you're lost with no clue
We need a man with a heart and a vision
And a point of view to call his own

Waking up every day to a lie
Must be really hard for you
But let me tell you something I slept great
Knowing I'm still up on you

Swinging for the fences
Looking for the heat
Then a change in the dirt there's a change in the dirt striking out again
Swinging for the fences
Looking for the heat
Then a change in the dirt there's a change in the dirt striking out again
We need a man with a heart and a vision
And a point of view to call his own
With point of view
To call his own

Opinions are like assholes
Everybody's got fingers to point the blame
So why did you ask me if you did not want to hear
My point of view black mark to my name

Change the channel change the channel there's nothing on
Change the channel change the channel there's nothing on
Change the channel change the channel there's nothing on
Track Name: Those Trees Have Arms
Woke up this morning
Bright lights in my eyes
The words of a dead man talking speaking of the troubles of mankind There's a cold wind blowing
Headed from the east
Pack up locked and loaded hop in the drivers seat

Listen to the sound of your heart beat
And tell me that I'm wrong
Walls full of memories
Been in the past to long
Time to break the mold
As you fill the hole at your feet
You've played your hand well
But the best still not beat

I'll pull the trigger
You point the gun
Were in this together
On the run
I! ROC! CAMARO!

It's feast or fathom
Red line the western sun
With the cloths on our back hand on the gun we won't stop until we're done
There's a cold wind blowing
Headed from the east
Packed up locked and loaded hop in the drivers seat

Listen to the sound of your heart beat
And tell me that I'm wrong
Walls full of memories
Been in the past to long
Time to break the mold
As you fill the hole at your feet
You've played your hand well
But the best still not beat

Reflection on a day of sorrow as the tear soaked ground swells Silence staggers bringing them to their knees
The chant in a whisper brought them back for one last goodbye
Hand on the cobalt cold and true holds a whole new meaning to the word
FINAL!
A hole left
FINAL!
FINAL!
In this heart
FINAL!
Hole left in this heart
A hole left at my
FINAL!
FINAL!
As we wave goodbye