What, Are Ya Braindead?

by Braindead Constance

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This is Braindead Constance's FIRST EP. It features their early songs, Rosemary, NyKwil, Fatally, Kill Me Casanova, Burning Out, and Sunday.

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released 09 May 2014

WhySound: Recording and Mixing
Natalie Finamore: Lead Vocals, Guitar, Album art
Kayla Smith: Backup Vocals, Bass
Jacob Ward: Percussion
Nicole and Brad Finamore: Production

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Braindead Constance Ogden, Utah

We are Braindead Constance, a teenage three-piece alt-punk band from Utah.

Natalie Finamore-Lead Vocals/Guitar
Kayla Smith-Bass/Backup Vocals
Jacob Ward-Drums

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Track Name: Rosemary
You see I used to be normal
Until one day I had a dream
Everybody was insane
Nothing was ever as it seemed
I was confused
Mind overused
By the voices inside

*Blast out my brain
And make me go insane
No need to retain my
Sanity
La la la la la la la la la
And there’s blood
*On the vanity

There’s somebody talkin’ to me
But they don’t make a sound
‘Cause nobody can hear them
Unless I’m around
You say it’s not okay
For me to be insane
But that’s just my brain
**
Ignore all the voices talking to you
You are alone inside your mind
You’re just a psycho
Nobody likes you
Hiding in the recesses of your mind
Break free of your asylum
**
Track Name: Kill Me Casanova
Kill me Casanova
Get me in my sleep
When the prayers are done
My soul is yours to keep
And when you're all alone
You'll be fine...
Until you lose your temper...

When my flesh is seared and we read the tea leaves
When my ashes are scattered with the rosary beads
When the razor's edge, fails to best the gun...
We'll hit the floor and run, run, RUN.

With all the masks I wear
You'll wear one too
Then we'll dye our eyes
In black and blue
You're hopping the fence
Chase the dead...
Until you don't remember...

When my flesh was seared and we read the tea leaves
When my ashes were scattered with the rosary beads
When the razor's edge, failed to best the gun...
You'll forget the pain and run, run, RUN.

Away...
So far...
Away...

You'll lie to hide the deathbed.
Though the sheets are wearing bright red
The last words my lips said
"You'll never be alone..."
"You'll never ever be alone."

You can't hide from the ghosts anymore
You're gonna have to run.

When my flesh was seared and we read the tea leaves
When my ashes were scattered with the rosary beads
When the razor's edge, failed to best the gun...
You'll remember our love and run, run, RUN.

RUN, CASANOVA, RUN.
Track Name: Fatally
His love is like a nuclear winter.
His touch is like a rusty barbwire fence.
He makes my heart shatter and splinter.
The author changes lover to love, past tense.

Oh, my heart beats me so fatally.
His heart beats me to death.
Under the streetlights,
Our love’s a street-fight,
And I'll soon be dead...

My love’s the definition of murder.
My love is like a cough that fills up your lungs.
I make my heart splinter and stutter.
The author lies in English and speaks in tongues.

Oh, my heart beats me so fatally.
His heart beats me to death.
Under the streetlights,
Our love’s a street-fight,
And I'll soon be dead...

Fix me, oh midnight, fix me,
My heartbeat's like a war.
He tricks me, my baby tricks me,
Don't wanna be the rabbit in his hat...
Anymore...

Oh, my heart beats so fatally.
His heart beats me to death.
Under the streetlights,
Our love is a street-fight,
And I'll soon be dead...

Oh, his heart beats into me.
My heart beats me to death.
Under the moonlight,
I'm dead in the streetlight,
Buried beneath this darkness.

Oh, my heart beats me so fatally.
His heart beats me to death.
Under the streetlights,
Our love’s a street-fight,
Leave me for dead.
My heart beats me to death.
Track Name: NyKwil
Baby’s in the bathroom, cleaning infected cuts
She knows her razor’s gone septic, she knows she’s plumb out of luck
We’re all playing Russian Roulette with a fully loaded gun
If the bullet misfires, you’re the unlucky one

*I’ve got a friend who chugs bottles of NyKwil
All the adults say I’m a buzzkill
And if you run all night, you can run until
You find me dead
*You find me dead

Taking care of best friend, shooting for the moon
She took a bottle of pills, “Did I drink that too soon?”
Now please don’t die on me, you’re all I have left
In a room full of noises, everybody’s deaf!
**
Crying in the bathroom, bear the pain all alone
Cry for your mother, but mommy’s not home!
**X2
You find me dead
You find me dead
You find me dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead
Track Name: Sunday
Hey mom I don't wanna go to school
Screw this, piss on the Golden Rule
You told me I oughta go out and play
But every day is Sunday
Clean your room and clean out your mouth
I think my mood is going south
Just like my mind on a rainy day
Cause every day is Sunday.

So praise the ground and pass the gun
Talk to myself, don't have no one
Playing with bullets ain't that fun
So clear the sky embrace the sun

Will her momma let my baby be?
Or will she slip away from me?
Cause every curse just blazes black
And I just want my baby back.
She cleans her room and cleans her mouth
And then we dream of burning south
But her mom tells her to pray
Cause every day is Sunday

So praise the ground and pass the gun
Talk to myself, don't have no one
Playing with bullets ain't that fun
So clear the sky embrace the sun

She tells me that I'm burning devils
Burning my morals
Like a cross into the back of my hand
She tells me that I'll loose her
With my curses
But she's lying to herself

So praise the ground and pass the gun
Talk to myself, don't have no one
Playing with bullets ain't that fun
So clear the sky embrace the sun
Track Name: Burning Out
She hangs like a light from the ceiling
Lit up by the pain that she's feeling
Her glassy eyes are fading out
Burning out.

Your lifeline's a noose from the rafters
Her last promise of ever after
You admit time is running out.
For me.

I'd like to
Live fast and die hard
It's the mess I made
I'd like to
Clean it up.
Before I fade away again.

Her red cheeks are glowing on her ashen skin
Her pale lips remind you of the trouble that you're in
How many shots will it take before you let her change?
'Cause she'll burn out if you let her go
If you leave me alone.

I'd like to
Live fast and die hard
It's the mess I made
And I'd like to
Clean it up.
Before I mess it all up again.
How many times
Does it take you
To realize
To realize?

She hangs like a light from the ceiling
Lit up by the pain that she's feeling
Her glassy eyes are fading out
Burning out.

I burn like a fire on the dry grass
Eating up all the life that I pass
The beautiful sun
Is jealous of the moon!
I'm leaving soon.
Burning out