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Swallow

by The Amatory Murder

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Swallow 04:34
I think it's been a year Or maybe it's two. I can't remember the last time That I spoke to you. It looks like you've been locked away Believing whatever you're told. I can't believe how low you sank You used to be so bold. The tools of conquest Don't come with bombs and guns. Keep your head down Stay in the line. Eyes on the floor Don't look behind. Turn on your friends Family is gone. Now open wide and Just swallow. Funny how time repeats itself but I never thought it'd be you. To turn against your neighbor when things seem bad but I guess it's all true. Lost your convictions to feel safe When it was all a lie. You've let yourself become a shell Remember when you could fly. The tools of conquest Don't come with bombs and guns, bombs and guns. Keep your head down Stay in the line. Eyes on the floor Don't look behind. Turn on your friends Family is gone. Here's what to think: We're your God now. Park where we say But just on these days. And when you get your pay We're gonna take it away. And eat what we serve Just stay in your cage. Don't you ask questions Just swallow!
2.
When routine bites hard and ambitions are low And resentment rides high but emotions won't grow And we're changing our ways, taking different roads Then love, love will tear us apart again Love, love will tear us apart again Why is the bedroom so cold? You've turned away on your side Is my timing that flawed? Our respect runs so dry Yet there's still this appeal that we've kept through our lives But love, love will tear us apart again Love, love will tear us apart again Do you cry out in your sleep, all my failings exposed? There's a taste in my mouth as desperation takes hold Just that something so good, just can't function no more But love, love will tear us apart again Love, love will tear us apart again Then love, love will tear us apart again Love, love will tear us apart again
3.
Watching numbers change so slow Check my window for the only car I know. And it feels just like the clock is stuck still Every second and it's testing my will It's like bondage that I've done to myself Like I've been frozen solid inside of hell. The illusion of time Counting down my decline. So fast is how our world spins You will miss all the good if you don't see the sin. The sun comes up and then I wait for the moon Soak in the darkness as it fills up my room. And if I close my eyes I feel her caress And I imagine touching her velvet dress The illusion of time Counting down my decline. Was it all just a lie? Was this hourglass wearing a disguise? The illusion of time Counting down my decline. Grapsing to her tight rope With a false sense of hope.

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I think it’s been a year
Or maybe it’s two.
I can’t remember the last time
That I spoke to you.

It looks like you were locked away
Believing whatever you’re told.
I can’t believe how low you sank
You used to be so bold.

The tools of conquest
Don’t come with bombs and guns.

Keep your head down!
Stay in the line!
Eyes on the floor!
Don’t look behind!
Turn on your friends
Family is gone
Now open wide and…
Just swallow.

Funny how time repeats itself but
I never thought it’d be you.
To turn against your neighbor when things seem bad but
Guess it’s all true.

Lost your convictions to feel safe
When it was all a lie!
You’ve let yourself become a shell
Remember when you could fly?

The tools of conquest
Don’t come with bombs and guns!
Bombs and guns!

Keep your head down!
Stay in the line!
Eyes on the floor!
Don’t look behind!
Turn on your friends
Family is gone
Here’s what to think:
We’re Your God Now.

Park where we say
But just on this day.
And when you get your pay
We’re gonna take it away.
And eat what we serve
Just stay in your cage.
Don’t you ask questions!
Just swallow!

Keep your head down!
Stay in the line!
Eyes on the floor!
Don’t look behind!
Turn on your friends
Family is gone
Here’s what to think:
We’re Your God Now.

Park where we say
But just on this day.
And when you get your pay
We’re gonna take it away.
And eat what we serve
Just stay in your cage.
Don’t you ask questions!

Swallow!
Swallow!
Swallow!

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released March 15, 2023

Recorded by Xian Murder
Mixed by Dan Kramer

Additional engineering by E.S. Martin and Dan Kramer

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The Amatory Murder Brooklyn, New York

The Amatory Murder is an alternative rock band from Brooklyn, New York. The band employ a variety of foundational sounds utilizing synthetic atmospheres, piano and programmed beat arrangements. Mixed with live drums, heavy guitars and catchy hooks, the tracks are then topped off with angst-ridden lyrics. ... more

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