Los Campesinos! Death To Los Campesinos
You've been broken down I go war economy
Father Fuhrer
Don't be mad at me
Peasant child you're into botany
Splitting necks and calling it dichotomy
Beware, the sign on the door suggests
I'm better off with artificial intelligence
I invented you
(I invented you)
And I will destroy you
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If you catch me with my hands in the till
I promise, sugar, I wasn't trying to steal
I'm just swimming in copper to smell
and pretend like a robot
Well, if a leopard doesn't change it's spots
You can't change my perceptions just from dots to dots
I swap the bruising for a bumping sensation
I'll be ctrl-alt-deleting your face with no reservations
I will stop flighting once your circuit board's igniting
Singing, "I'M NOT FINISHED, I'M NOT FINISHED! No!"
Mistaking cables for veins can be quite misleading,
friction sparks the metal made it look like bleeding
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