Video de Roboturner

Crush us
Over and over again...
The years have come to this – an improper art form
Faking our own thoughts and sounds...
Over and over again...
The years have come to this – an improper art form
Faking our own thoughts and sounds...
Faking our own thoughts and sounds...
Faking our own thoughts and sounds...
Robots crush...
Death of human music
Robots crush...
Death of human music

Bright lights fill the sky...
Track us through our fields of money...
The old days seem shit and primitive...
Abduction... control... you write for me. Oh, master...

Master of the machines...
Take this shit and make it gold
Make my face sparkle with fame...
Master of the machines...
Master of the machines...
Master of the machines...
Fuck them hard, fuck them hard...
Fuck them hard and neglect their thoughts...
They will never see us coming...
Fuck them hard, fuck them hard...
Fuck them hard and neglect their thoughts...

They will never see us coming...
No more human voice...
No more human actions...
No more human voice...
No more human actions...
No more human voice...
No more human actions...

(Imperfect fucks stand in the dark.)

Crush us over and over again...
Crush us over and over again...
Crush us over and over again...
Crush us over and over again...

The years have come to this – an improper art form
Faking our own thoughts and sounds...
Robots crush...

Death of human-music
Counteract this idea of control...
Human emotion can only produce the thoughtful...
Finally discovering the idea of perfect harmony...

Make this a war...
Blood fills the sky...
Drop the deadly dive-bomb...
The end of this outside life
We will find art again
The end of this outside life
We will find art again, again, again

Crush us over and over again...
Crush us over and over again...
Crush us over and over again...
Crush us over and over again...
Crush us over and over again...