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Every Sick, Disgusting Thought We've Got In Our Brain

by The Venetia Fair

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1.
Take on the consequence Make up the rules and play I was dealt a perfect hand and now I'm pissing it all away wake up it's morning you're still fucking nothing! Can't you see you're too late to dream? but maybe it's a sign I may have lost my way or maybe i'm just getting old but maybe that's okay or maybe it's a sign that maybe i should die! I wanna fucking die! But I really just don't wanna have to Still I can't complain Just look at your young man now I'm so ashamed But it's too late to go home now And I'm okay But I'm feeling the pressure now.
2.
It's in his brain A clot that travelled through his veins and settled in "And what a simple stroke of genius" he thought To kill the part of him that's good And feed his ego the remains Dressed up at all the masquerades he throws himself He wears the youth he stole from us, but he's just another crooked suit beneath tattoos And though there's people at the wake there's no mourning to see The sounds of empty halls seem sweeter to me But I wake every morning to find His legacy still haunting all of the songs I'd like to sing So here's to the day I set them free. But we can't escape! We clawed and picked apart the chains we forged ourselves 'Cause he's a sad, pathetic, washed up, old, delusional, perverted, stubborn fool Ohh! Let me set them free! Ohh! I just needed the freedom to stand and watch as my words cave in To bury me for All my sins All the roads I let you lead us down You're mistaken We don't owe you a single thing 'Cause you took the best of all our years and still I'm sorry this won't bring yours back You're mistaken. We don't owe you a single thing 'Cause we've got nothing left. So here's to the day I set them free And watch as my words cave in To bury me in this
3.
I'm losing control here It's like these thoughts have a mind of their own. The dam's not gonna hold if I can't Get a fuckin' grip here. It's inescapable maybe I'll drown in the questions or maybe I'll build the arc above the sea. In clear defiance of law and science belief stands unswayed I'm fairly certain behind the curtain's a provable divinity A marriage of faith with the knowledge the atheists faithlessly question I need to pull him out for all to see 'Cause I'm sick of looking for God at his home. (Own what you know) We used to worship the moon until we (Pray how you'll pray) Landed on its face and saw we spoke too soon (Own what you know) If he is infinite then (Pray how you'll pray) What could he be hiding in if that's so? Surely ubiquity means he's in every sick, disgusting thought we've got in our brains And I am quite sure the mind knows no bounds It's got infinite potential Infinite potential for pain. So maybe he's holed up in the endless expanses of human desolation Their fears and ambitions, their bullshit superstitions Cracking the code means I've got to crack some skulls.
4.
I should've screamed at her She might've woken up It'd make a much better story than the one I've got Because the world heard all it cares to hear about dying She's a saint and I'm a predator We never pra(e)y alone The lord built me from dirt to build her out of my bones That's how the world learned all it ever could about lying And every song's about the young while we're decaying I'll let you in if you've got the stomach to watch me swallow the sea. Because my pride alone won't put this fire out. And it's all that ever kept me warm I should've screamed at her She might've smartened up What kind of twisted conversation ends in giving up? But then the world's heard just about enough of your whining I'm a prick because I'm built for it My teeth are water stones Keeping my bayonet sharp in case these gunpowder lungs Allow the world in just a bit too close to ignite them And every song's about the young while we're decaying like some uninspired cadence but baby The scenes define our home The crooked frames we claim we're leaving behind from slamming our way through these doors The scenes define our home Because the world's heard just about enough of your whining I'm find as long as when they sing about the young while we're decaying like some final fading cadence you can hold my hand and watch me mouth the words
5.
Baby, you're fine! Just try to sit still, look beautiful I know that it's hard to forget about all the awful things that you've done but I've blocked them out. So I'll keep quiet and bury memories like a scared, old dog with his bone and every single night i'll stay in while outside it starts raining like the earth won't keep your secrets, and they're floating up to greet us but if the dirt won't keep your secrets then i will 'cause I know it's late but I need you here (I've gotta to be going) The canvas will keep all those sins soaked in its thread (You've gotta move past this) I'll paint, i'll paint you a perfect portrait and cover all those flaws I never saw so you can't leave yet 'cause if the dirt can't keep your secrets then I won't stop Baby I'm right, I've never been wrong to trust myself I know it got hard, (hard to forget about all the awful things that you've done) so you took a stab at something else. and I kept quiet and buried memories of a sad, young man all alone and every single night i'm painting while inside i'm still waiting for this house to feel like home So I'll work all night and I'll layer on the fiction with each smudged imperfect line and i'll let the rain dig up your past but I'm terrified of what the sky might find beneath the grass
6.
She's alone if only in the morning For all her learned morality She keeps her line drawn far beyond the innocent flirtation A reputation for quenching every thirst for free. My mother thinks the last one never loved me The wisdom's stark simplicity was easy to ignore Before I heard a few more stories And they destroyed me I scratched the surface 'til it bled I shed my skin When I got burned I reached for the stove but I never learned Promise me, that you're not her And I can try to believe it But I've seen things that I can't forget I could barely stomach her affection And with my stoic brevity I never made it past her plastic pornographic accent And i accept that She paid to board a sinking ship And now she's drowning thanks to me Just a lonely girl that never learned to swim And I know it's done 'Cause she's the only one who brought me back to shore And she's scared That I would drown before I ever let this go I finally learn to swim She's alone if only in the morning For all her learned morality She crossed that line for me. I've seen some things I may never find a way to forget
7.
Watch what you say! 'Cause I swear to god I'll burn this whole thing to the ground The luckiest vultures will choke on the ash while the rest lay down to starve without a scrap It was an electrical fire And I can keep a story straight If you're gonna come for us You'll be bleeding a stone while it rolls down hill and if I'm gonna fail at least allow me to blame it on myself Watch how it plays! I almost hope you'll call my bluff and roll the dice Like a snake eyes its prey you just watched for the chance to come slithering beneath the smoke unscathed It was an electrical fire I'll keep my story straight A simple fraying of wires I should've been more careful Taste the soot on your tongue It's a blizzard of all the things I was scared I'd give up on But I'd throw myself in the fire to snuff you out. If you're gonna come for us The bones will have already been picked clean And your loneliness comforts us If you're gonna come for us Search all you want there'll be nothing left And your loneliness comforts us But you'll never blame it on yourself If I'm gonna fail, like you're certain I will, at least let me blame it on myself.
8.
THE SKY CAME DOWN Call off the seasons I wouldn't even notice the sky come down I'm jaded and bitter, aged and regretful Stop me, I'm sure I'm boring you But life might just be shit that happens while you wait Call off the rapture God knows I'd never tire of the chance to move you I'm starved for attention Desperate for any sign I deserve an ounce of what I've got And always hoping someday I'll have more Last time we spoke you smiled past your drink just to prove that I would too. (I couldn't wait to get you home) And the last time I broke you ran to the streets just to prove that I would follow you down that road And while she waited, the sky came down. Fine I'm the problem I must've gotten lost in your sea of offerings When push came to struggle I watched you wallow Stop me if I'm offending you But life might just be shit that happens while you wait But life isn't all we want. I couldn't wait to get you home And as my stomach turned I saw the way you quaked beneath your clothes And I tried to forget how the last time we spoke, you smiled past your drink…
9.
Leave it up to me... Before you sweat out the truth and your shirt wreaks of infidelity You were gone long enough to miss the scabs But you watched as the scars formed And you stayed as they faded away And you promised me, honestly, things would be different this time That's why I'm singin' darlin' Won't you lie to me tonight on the way home. Can't you just tell me all of those things that I want to hear. 'Cause I keep on tryin' not to ask every question in my sickened head but it's hard and oh darlin', won't you take me home and use me up, let me drive myself home? If this wasn't a game before well we're playin' one now! And i'm losing it, but what did you expect when you said that you broke all the rules? Tell me how did it feel? Go on, paint me a picture, and i'll hang it over holes punched in these walls! What did you do, baby what did he take from you? What does your silence mean? Does it mean that he…
10.
I surmised it, now it's time to exercise it Blindly buying lies but now it's time to scrutinize it Shhh, stop whining, why untie you while you're fighting? Sign the dotted line so i can file your body when i've found a sign Like the saints of Gomorrah I can tell you're scared But the saints, I assure you Came to understand that Sometimes you gotta crack a couple eggs…. Sir or madam, pardon me I'm hardly mad I simply have to have that charming addled brain you're sporting Gifted horses, lifted lips explored remorseless Just a peak inside I'm sure he's only hiding because I can see I'm onto something big… There was a plan Something greater at hand There's a child in Gomorrah Innocent and pure Even God can't assure you'll get what you deserve!
11.
I find it curious how you could think that you could walk into our house and look around and find the same pathetic man you broke when you left. Did you think I wouldn't heal? Well I'm here bandaged up like they stitched me back together. I'm fine, come inside Get comfortable but sleeping dogs must lie And I've been spending all my time perfecting my finest work But god knows I wanted to find you 'Cause I'd forgotten the color of your lips Now that you're finally here, I swear they never looked like this And I'm sure you've got so much to tell me But I can barely recognize your face Up until you left you never looked like this I know my humors have aged in this place. Is my blood brown within these veins? Prematurely changing shades when its applied like carmine dye How'd you think that you would feel When she's here painted up like she's every perfect memory of mine. And oh god, I barely recognize your face My god, I was sure there was nothing more beautiful (Oh god what happened to you) I barely recognize your face My god, I would never have dared compare her to you But i'm sure you never looked like this Leave me here would you lock that door when you go.
12.
I was brought to my knees by our last conversation I was calling your bluff like you'd loaded that gun with a flag I could not stop puking platitudes 'Cause I couldn't give you up or keep yours down I wreaked of desperation how did you stand the smell? And I could feel the shame I buried under all my anger This was my last chance. But God forbid I would show some understanding. I'm just scared I'll be left alone I froze. Let the mutiny fester. Petrified like some statue walking a plank. 'Cause I watched them chiseling. They carved my body out of rock then had the stones to ask I bend to hear their accusations I could not contest the fact that So I'll toss and turn and find a way to overstate the way I feel Because god forbid I would show some understanding i'm just scared That if you all leave That I'll be left alone.
13.
Sleep through the noise from basement You'll need your strength for what's to come But I guess it's a little too late You can't sleep off the darkness And your pretty child remains sinless while he sleeps in your womb, unborn What a flawless vessel And maybe I'll see what I've wanted to see Alive inside of you Or maybe just see what he wants me to see 'cause what else could I do? While she lays on her back alone in the world I could end my search tonight Or maybe I'll open your eyes! Let me speak for my mother! And everyone else you've sacrificed But i guess it's a little too late I can't change what has happened But you've gotta know that he's not inside of this unborn brain Nobody placed him, nobody forced him there So i'll just say what you want me to say 'Cause inside I'm still you And so I'll say what you want me to say 'Cause what else can I do? While you sit in your lab alone in the world You could end your search tonight Right behind your eyes He's alive behind your eyes... So all of the time I have been searching and destroying this god I've been looking for's right behind my eyes? How'd I overlook the simple way he'd Sew what he wanted to sew This doubt inside of me And he'd sew what he wanted to sew 'Cause what else could he do? While he sits on his throne alone in the world "You could end your search tonight concrete floors crack any skull" I could end my search tonight….

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As a Christmas gift to everyone in the world for making 2013 such a fantastic year for your boys in The Venetia Fair, we've decided to make Every Sick, Disgusting Thought We've Got In Our Brain pay-whatever-the-fuck until Christmas! That's our marketing term, you can hire us at your firm for 1 billion dollars. If you don't celebrate Christmas now's the time to take advantage of those smelly Christmas celebrators by GETTING a Christmas gift without having to GIVE any! That's a good move!

This is our second full length album and it is also our favorite album. It was funded by our amazing fans through the magic of Kickstarter and we are very proud of it and them. Proud.

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released March 1, 2013

All music written and performed by The Venetia Fair
All lyrics by Benny Santoro
Additional arrangement by Steve Sopchak and Jake Weinreb.

Produced by Steve Sopchak and The Venetia Fair
Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered by Steve Sopchak at The Square Studio, in Syracuse, NY. www.thesquarestudioonline.com
Additional Recording by Mike Abiuso at SwitchBitch Studios. www.switchbitchrecords.com

Trumpet and French Horn performed by Chris Nolan
Trombone performed by Dan King
Sousaphone performed by Steve Sopchak
Xylophone performed by Jake Weinreb
Harp performed by Stephanie Babirak
Cello and violin performed by Michael Abiuso
Additional vocals performed by Michael Abiuso, Joseph Occhiuti, Steve Sopchak and Asspoop
Additional percussion by Steve Sopchak and The Venetia Fair


Artwork and Layout by Mr. Chark and The Venetia Fair
Management by Jake Weinreb at Stone Soup Management
PR by Chrissy Borsellino and Jen Appel at Catalyst Publicity Group

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