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60 Volts Demo

by The Truants

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1.
60 Volts 03:10
I'm the end of the line I'm the last of my kind I'm the only one to make it out alive Now that I've come home I've never felt so alone As when I walk among the perfect And the healthy And the whole This is what you made of me-- I'm outta control This is what became of me-- 60 volts This is what you changed in me-- I've got no soul This is what remains of me-- 60 volts, oh I'm a tragedy I'm a rage machine I'm your changeling child I'm your bad dream Now that I've come here You're facing what you fear If you don't want my pain Then you better stand CLEAR This is what you made of me-- I'm outta control This is what became of me-- 60 volts This is what you changed in me-- I've got no soul This is what remains of me-- 60 volts Yeah this is what you made of me I'm out of control I'm a menace to society 60 volts Full of hate and animosity I've got no soul So thanks for all the memories... 60 volts
2.
Opiate 04:53
I... now I know what I want I'm... gonna ride... Ride this bubble til it bursts But first... I wanna do it til I die I wanna do it til I die I wanna do it til I die I... now I know what I need I... gotta bleed I need the lighter and the knife I wanna fuck up my life I wanna do it til I die I wanna do it til I die I WANNA DO IT TIL I DIE Skin Oh it can be so thin Skin Oh it lets everything in And I If I could only say when Oh I would do it all again I wanna do it til I die I wanna do it til I die I WANNA DO IT TIL I DIE When I take a look at my face Oh I... I'm just a waste of space And I... I wanna be erased And gone without a trace Oh I... Wish I was nothing at all Yes I am nothing at all I wanna do it til I die I wanna do it til I die I WANNA DO IT TIL I DIE
3.
here comes The Man with the world in his hand and nothing in his heart but the receipt he hears what he likes and speaks in crisp sound bites and soon I'll be lying at his feet there's nothing in his eyes but the fact that we all die and the strong drink the blood of the weak twelve hours more i'm lying on the floor the cold rushes down to entomb me as i start to die he's somewhere nearby a vulture waiting to consume me picked to the bone and left all alone my love was just enough to doom me here comes the dead his eyes are like lead he tore out my heart that his hunger might be fed a monster in disguise a mouth full of lies the salt in my wounds as they bled but here comes the boy who was not destroyed my grave will not be in his bed
4.
The Haunting 05:01
My body's not a temple, it's a House of Leaves A cosmic aberration, my unique disease An uncanny valley full of skeletal trees The epicenter of your unease And the scars and the seams And the stories that they tell And the blood as it streams And the secrets in my cells It's a labyrinth, it's a catacomb It's a mausoleum of moss-eaten stone Abandon all hope, ye who enter here! There's nowhere to run, but so much to fear When every door opens to the unknown But this is my haven, and I dwell here alone My body is the prison that contains the beast A sinister cathedral with a black-robed priest This ground is unhallowed and the structure condemned The old house is haunted and has always been And the creaking of the stairs And the rotting of the wood And the strange face in the mirror And the faucet dripping blood Oh can you hear the scream that echoes through your head? I may be unquiet but I'm not yet dead Abandon all hope, ye who enter here! There's nowhere to run, but so much to fear When every door opens to the unknown But this is my haven, and I dwell here alone My body will remember what I try to forget The ticking in my head, and my fingers on the frets The weight of his body, and the smell of his breath The passing of the years, the approach of death And the grinding of my teeth And the clenching of my jaw And the tension in my shoulders And my wrists rubbed raw And the aching of my heart And the ever-present strain And the twisting of my gut And the instincts born of pain My body is a circle in a cyclical hell My body is a shrine wherein all demons dwell Abandon all hope, ye who enter here! There's nowhere to run, but so much to fear When every door opens to the unknown But this is my haven, and I dwell here alone
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Astrid 03:23

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released January 13, 2014

Guitar: Khalil Sullivan
Drums: Estaybahn
Bass and vocals: Johnny Truant

Recorded by Kevin Ink

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The Truants San Francisco, California

The Truants are:
Guitar: Khalil Sullivan
Drums: Estaybahn
Bass & vocals: Johnny Truant

Rock n roll should be cathartic and subversive-- and that's the way we play it. We flirt with genres promiscuously and refuse to commit to a category. Our music comes with a healthy dose of queerness and a side of androgyny.

This is post-traumatic post-punk.
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