Text: Of Montreal. False Priest. Enemy Gene.

Aren't you sick of the con?
Not quite home and loneliness
They're expecting so little
Can't feel the miracle

There's zombies licking your window
For black body radiation, oh

Love breaks the machine
Everything's half apart, what can it mean?
How can I trust my fractious heart
Knowing I have the enemy gene?

Ooh, love breaks the machine
Everything's half a dream, how can it be?
Everything's born in shame, it's not just me
Particle wave duality

How can we ever evolve
When our gods are so primitive?
They destroy the film

They want to disable my system
Looking for traces of a clean hit
If the end of the world has ever happened
This must begin

I've grown too strong, that's what they said
To keep my animal spirit
It empties me, now I'm vacant

Love breaks the machine
Everything's half apart, what can it mean?
How can I trust my fractious heart
Knowing I have the enemy gene?

Ooh, love breaks the machine
Everything's half a dream, how can it be?
Everything's born in shame, it's not just me
Particle wave duality

I know that we'll never survive
This little victory

Love breaks the machine
Everything's half apart, what can it mean?
How can I trust my fractious heart
Knowing I have the enemy gene?

Ooh, love breaks the machine
Everything's half a dream, how can it be?
Everything's born in shame, it's not just me
Particle wave duality

How can we ever evolve
When our gods are so primitive?
They destroy our hope for peace
Hope for love, ooh