death to los campesinos!

broken down like a war economy

father, fuhrer, dont be mad at me

peasant child your into botany

splitting necks and calling the dichotomy

beware the sign on the door suggests

im better off with artificial intelligence

i invented you, i invented you

and i will destroy you

if you catch me with my hands in the till

i promise sugar, i wasnt trying to steal

im just swimming in copper

to smell and pretend like a robot

i walk her home

i walk her home

if a leopard doesnt change change its spots

you cant change my perceptions from dots to dots

i swap the bruising for a bumping sensation

i'll be control alt deleting your face with no reservations

i will stop fighting once your circuit board's igniting

singing, "im not finished, im not finished NO"

mistaking cables for veins can be quite misleading

friction sparks the metal made it looks like bleeding

if you catch me with my hands in the till

i promise sugar, i wasnt trying to steal

im just swimming in copper,

to smell and pretend

like a robot