The song 'Black Swan' by Thom Yorke (of Radiohead) in his album The Eraser. (High Quality). I do not own this, enjoy. Lyrics below.
What will grow crooked, you can't make straight,
It's the price that you gotta pay.
Do yourself a favor 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 it is 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 kick start a dead horse,
You just crush 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'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.
