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What, Are Ya Braindead?

by Braindead Constance

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Alice D I love this record because of the strong vocals, and driving guitar! Braindead Constance rocks! Favorite track: Kill Me Casanova.
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1.
Rosemary 03:16
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 **
2.
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.
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Fatally 02:28
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.
4.
NyKwil 02:11
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
5.
Sunday 03:44
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
6.
Burning Out 02:38
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

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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 May 9, 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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