It's the price you gotta pay 
Do yourself a favour and pack you bags 
Buy a ticket and get on the train
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
And it's 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 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

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