Death To Los Campesinos! Testo

Testo Death To Los Campesinos!

You've been broken down I go

(war economy)

father führer, don't be mad at me

peasant child, you're into botany

splitting necks and calling the 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.



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



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!