This Is Not Venice

What you thought was heaven just showed its skin Shaving off revealing what you thought had been a promised land Something of a question to your counter pain, what a shame No one ever can complain and never in your wildest nights Is any given day the same How do you pull when you carry yourself They have no names but they promise loads of wealth But this is not Venice and the rules are not the same No, this is their premise and your loss is just their gain Oh well, oh well, so you gave all but your name Oh well, oh well, so you'll play again, pay again, stay again Welcome to the dish it out hour This is some bitter sour badge of honor and How do you like the artificial dawn Stay powerful and young yet away from the sun If somewhere else is more accepting maybe that's where you should run But this is not venice...