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Tyranny Garden (remastered / re​-​issue)

by Ubasute

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1.
Indian Giver (free) 02:16
You have me frequently checking the front desk to see if your letter came through “Sorry mister, maybe tomorrow?” All that energy spent pacing up and down the hall, checking my watch, wondering why I let you have such a stranglehold on me We can dine in that banquet together, make fake smiles at our guests Thanking your host for being a part of this We toast to his rise, we pray for his fall We get born into this role, life created without consent And I don’t know who he is but I still have that rush of anger at the site of his name That bastard son that came to be the man I am today harbors all that resentment My mother raised me on disappointment My father raised me to reject affection I can lie here, open myself and be ignored for I am no special, just a child grown into this, a man of burden
2.
Snow Bride (free) 01:59
I never meant to threaten you with heaven In the cold you could cling onto me and split a flask, muttering about the weather In the heat I could come home to you on the couch with your feet on the head rest in front of a fan Fainting there, looking at me with desperate eyes, thinking I could help It’s a fantasy I don’t mind coming home to I’ve seen Aries rise, give birth to fruit deadly to eat Then I became part of something that I feared, left to die here I know parents don’t want to hear that their creation is better off in death But with great pain, comes great creativity It’s a fantasy, no more and no less It’s a book that’s left open on the nightstand It’s a lesson that’s been learned when all the students have cleared the room You look at that man you share a bed with and you cry yourself to sleep We’ve made the chef taste his own meals, he needs to know what he’s been serving to his guests
3.
Divorce Catalyst (free) 01:36
You have to face it, you fucked up and now you have the rest of your life to carry the debt you created And thank you for the shot at freedom And bless you for the chance at redemption No need to conduct a eulogy for me, I’m a shit human being and deserve to be buried alive in memories of dirt and snow You don’t get to have that love you read about You’ll never earn that love you dreamt about There is a desert for you, built from the blueprints of a retched soul You can claim that as your heart and soul She was willing to uproot, replant anywhere All you had to do was provide the soil But men like me can only provide an uncertain plot
4.
Feast / Famine (free) 01:44
As I’m left to fend for myself and guard myself against the wolves, I’ll still beg at your feet for the crumbs to survive Make me feel worthless, make me feel alive Show me that no one loves me like you do I’m just another enjoying the pain and getting off on the suffering And I don’t think that he deserves the love that you give him Maybe you’ll look him in the eye and tell him that you love him when you fuck him tonight? But who am I to question anyone’s motives for survival? Maybe you’ll look him in the eye and tell him that you love him when you fuck him tonight? Make me feel worthless, make me feel alive Show me that no one loves me like you do
5.
Save me the salesman pitch, some country habits die hard But I’ll sleep easier with the doors locked In all those photos I can see your wedding ring I wanted to appeal to your intellect, find out if you can fuck as well as you claim I’d soon welcome you back into my life I’ve been the guilty pleasure I’ve been the secret shame But never the proudest moment If you’re his goal, you’re his endless runner In my version of events I make myself out to be the bigger bad guy Because I’m a monster and I’m a god damn coward I remember nothing and that man paid to keep the records had split his earnings and ran Nothing left but for us to sort out the mess that she left behind
6.
Iceberg (free) 01:06
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
7.
They Secede (free) 03:37
Our grand plans were just a way for us to pass time You have a transition period and I was your driver I picked you up and I dropped you off a few years ahead of schedule And there was no Will to stop me The most dangerous thing you can give a man is hope And thanks for all the hope you gave me Now I’m just as paranoid and desperate for love as I was before you ever took a bite You think this road leads anywhere? I thought our signs told us to go this way? You came out of that fog with a bouquet, it was just for me It was just for me We grabbed and scratched at the wishes for some sort of escape, one last big score Flee north and make this your new home Now it’s on fire and it snows for much longer where I come from To the victor go the spoils, I’ll play the role of the revisionist But I wouldn’t call this anything more than a poor man’s draw Flee north, make this your new home Thanks for all the hope, Rachel… Flee north and make this your new home Flee north and make this your new home Flee north and make this your new home Flee north and make this your new home

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Remastered at Dead Air Studios by Will Killingsworth (Orchid, Ampere, Bucket Full of Teeth), limited to 300 copies, all on clear vinyl. Due out mid June

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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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