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What will grow crooked you can't make straight
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It's the price that you gotta pay
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Do yourself a favor and pack your bags
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Buy a ticket and get on the train
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Buy a ticket and get on the train
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'Cause this is fucked up, fucked up
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'Cause this is fucked up, fucked up
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People get crushed like biscuit crumbs
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And laid down in the bitumen
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You have tried your best to please everyone
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But it just isn't happening
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No, it just isn't happening
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And it is fucked up, fucked up
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Well this is fucked up, fucked up
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This is your blind spot, blind spot
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It should be obvious, but it's not
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You cannot kickstart a dead horse
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You just cross yourself and walk away
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I don't care what the future holds
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'Cause I'm right here and I'm today
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With your fingers you can touch me
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I am your black swan, black swan
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(But I made it to the top, but I made it to the top)
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This is fucked up, fucked up
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(I'm a baby in the dust, I'm a baby in the dust)
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We are black swans, black swans
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(But I made it to the top, but I made it to the top)
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And for spare parts we're broken up
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(I'm a baby in the dust, I'm a baby in the dust)
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You are fucked up, fucked up
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This is fucked up, fucked up
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We are black swans, black swans
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And for spare parts we're broken up
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________________
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Name Black Swan
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Artist Thom Yorke
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Album Late Night Tales: The Cinematic Orchestra
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