Thom Yorke / The Eraser - Black Swan | Текст песни

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• Thom Yorke / The Eraser
• Black Swan

what will grow crooked you can't make straight
it's the price that you've gotta pay
do yourself a favour and pack your bags
buy a ticket and get on the train
buy a ticket and get on the train

'cause this is fucked up, fucked up
'cause this is fucked up, fucked up

people get crushed like biscuit crumbs
and laid down in the bitumen
you have tried your best to please everyone
but it just isn't happening
no it just isn't happening

and that is fucked up, fucked up
and this is fucked up, fucked up
this is your blind spot, blind spot
it should be obvious, but it's not

you cannot kick start a dead horse
you just cross yourself and walk away
I don't care what the future holds
cause I'm right here and I'm today
with your fingers you can touch me

I am your black swan, black swan
and this is fucked up, fucked up
we are black swans, black swans
and for spare parts we're broken up

you are fucked up, fucked up
this is fucked up, fucked up
we are black swans, black swans
and for spare parts we're broken up