What will grow crooked, 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 $#&@ed up, $#&@ed up
Cause this is $#&@ed up, $#&@ed 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's $#&@ed up, $#&@ed up
And this is $#&@ed up, $#&@ed 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 writin' out 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 $#&@ed up, $#&@ed up


You are $#&@ed up, $#&@ed up
This is $#&@ed up, $#&@ed up


Be your black swan, black swan
I'm for spare parts, broken up