Thom Yorke - Black Swan | Текст песни

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• Thom Yorke
• Black Swan

What will grow quickly, that you can't make straight

It's the price you gotta pay

Do yourself a favour and pack you 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 bed you made

You have tried your best to please everyone

But it just isn't happening

No, it just isn't happening

And it's fucked up, fucked up

And this is fucked up, fucked up

This your blind spot, blind spot

It should be obvious, but it's not.

But it isn't, but it isn't

You cannot kickstart a dead horse

You just crush yourself and walk away

I don't care what the future holds

Cause I'm right here in your arms today

With your fingers you can touch me

I'm your black swan, black swan

But I made it to the top, made it to the top

This is fucked up, fucked up

You are fucked up, fucked up

This is fucked up, fucked up

Be your black swan, black swan

I'm for spare parts, broken up