When four guys from school decided to form a band they took the name VENERE… Read Full Bio ↴When four guys from school decided to form a band they took the name VENEREA, venerea started out as Venereal Disease back in 1991.
The whole thing started in the small westcoastal town of Falkenberg, Sweden.
Daniel "Dana" Johansson (bass), Johan "Bengan" Bengtsson (vocals/guitar), Mattias "Talle" Toldbod (drums), & Stefan Stenslund (guitar)

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Tabula Rasa
Venerea Lyrics

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You begin to wear me out, I feel like crossbones to you skull
Your stupidity blinds me, your so-called brilliance is so dull
You're living life by proxy as your mind contracts
Too 2dimensional for backgrounds, too scared to see the life of facts

You callect emotions like the stamps of your youth
Then pass out in the gutter with your gin and Vermouth
You lie with the windfalls although you're unripe

Saying: "Idon't care about the green " You know you ain't
Got the guts, "maaan" But you pretend to have the spleen
While playing memory with your feelings
And hide-and-seek with your thoughts
Accusing others of sell-out, saying you can't be bought
While I nreality, you ain't got nothing to sell
Your Chines fawcet's open, but there's nothing in the well
You're a tabula rasa, you're an empty page [x2]
You get through life like you get through a book
Been there, done that, Mr Jones?

The last chapter has ended, still you're as blank a page
A page as white as your bones [repeat chorus]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Venerea's song Tabula Rasa present a strong criticism of someone who goes through life without truly living it. The singer of the song is fed up with this person who wears them out, and sees them as a symbol of death (crossbones to your skull). This person's supposed brilliance is actually dull, and their mind has become contracted, unable to see beyond their limited point of view. They collect emotions like stamps, but their life lacks true depth and meaning.

The person described in the lyrics is seen as someone who lives their life by proxy, and is too scared to face the facts of reality. They pretend to have courage and spleen, but in reality, they have nothing to sell or offer. The singer sees this person as a tabula rasa - an empty page - with nothing to show for their life. The repeated chorus emphasizes this emptiness and lack of purpose.

Overall, the song paints a portrait of someone who has wasted their life and their potential. The lyrics underscore the importance of living a full and authentic life, and warn against the danger of living life by proxy or without true purpose.

Line by Line Meaning

You begin to wear me out, I feel like crossbones to you skull
Your constant ignorance and foolishness is becoming unbearable and I feel like I am slowly losing my mind trying to communicate with you.

Your stupidity blinds me, your so-called brilliance is so dull
Your complete lack of intelligence and common sense is blinding, and your attempts to act intelligent and clever are painfully obvious and unimpressive.

You're living life by proxy as your mind contracts
You are living your life vicariously through others, without any original thoughts or ideas of your own, to the point where your mind is becoming smaller and less capable.

Too 2dimensional for backgrounds, too scared to see the life of facts
You have no depth or complexity as a person, and are too afraid or unwilling to face the harsh realities of life.

You callect emotions like the stamps of your youth
You hold onto your emotions like a collection of old stamps, refusing to let go of the past and move forward.

Then pass out in the gutter with your gin and Vermouth
You drown your sorrows and numb your feelings with alcohol, ending up in the gutter, unable to face your problems and responsibilities.

You lie with the windfalls although you're unripe
You enjoy the rewards without putting in the effort or earning them, and you are not yet mature or ready to handle those rewards.

Saying: "Idon't care about the green " You know you ain't Got the guts, "maaan" But you pretend to have the spleen
You claim not to care about money and material possessions, but deep down you know you don't have the courage or ambition to strive for them. Yet you try to act tough and rebellious.

While playing memory with your feelings And hide-and-seek with your thoughts
You play games with your emotions and thoughts, avoiding true introspection and reflection.

Accusing others of sell-out, saying you can't be bought
You accuse others of being fake or selling out, while insisting that you are immune to greed and corruption.

While I nreality, you ain't got nothing to sell Your Chines fawcet's open, but there's nothing in the well
In reality, you have nothing of value to offer or sell, and your attempts to act important or influential are empty and pointless.

You're a tabula rasa, you're an empty page [x2]
You are a blank slate, devoid of originality, ideas, or personality.

You get through life like you get through a book Been there, done that, Mr Jones?
You go through life with a jaded and cynical attitude, feeling like you've seen it all and there's nothing new or exciting left.

The last chapter has ended, still you're as blank a page A page as white as your bones [repeat chorus]
Despite the fact that life is constantly changing and moving forward, you remain stagnant and unchanged, like a blank page with no substance or purpose.

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