Black swan

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 fuc*** up, fuc*** up
Cause this is fuc*** up, fuc*** 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 fuc*** up, fuc*** up
And this is fuc*** up, fuc*** 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 fuc*** up, fuc*** up
You are fuc*** up, fuc*** up
This is fuc*** up, fuc*** up

Be your black swan, black swan
I´m for spare parts, broken up
La canción 'Black Swan' de Thom Yorke es un viaje emocional que explora la lucha interna y la aceptación de la realidad. Con una mezcla de desesperación y resignación, la letra habla de la frustración de tratar de enderezar lo que crece torcido, revelando el precio que se debe pagar en el proceso...