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You should let the dead man sleep and come home to whatever fantasies he wants to
It’s those nights that have a way of creeping up, causing you to sneak out of your window in a panic
You’ve got that stack of books and I’ve got this need to skip town
We can coast on charm and good luck
I never had it so I’m due for it now
It’s some sort of dream where you’re chased and you wake up in some foreign place
Oh my darling, my little slice of life
We’ll never be anything more than slaves to the trade

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from Tyranny Garden (remastered / re​-​issue), released June 1, 2014

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Ubasute Montclair, New Jersey

Ubasute: "refers to the custom allegedly performed in Japan, whereby an infirm or elderly relative was carried to a mountain, or some other remote, desolate place, and left there to die, either by dehydration, starvation, or exposure"

John Taddei - Vocals, lyrics
Mike Marciano - Bass
Drew McQuade - Drums
Past Members include:
Alex Caprio-vocals, lyrics
Jeremy Suria-Guitar
Ross Hamilton-Drums
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