thom yorke şarkısıdır.sözleri ise şöyledir;
What will grow crooked, you can't make straight 
ıt's the price that you gotta pay 
Do yourself a favour 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 lay down in the bitumen 
You have tried your best to please everyone 
But it just isn't happenin 
No, it just isn't happenin 
And that is fucked up, fucked up 
And this is fucked up, fucked up 
This your blind spot, blind spot 
ıt 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 
ı don't care what the future holds 
'Cause ı'm right in your arms today 
With your fingers you can touch me 
ı am your black swan, black swan 
But ı made it to the top, but ı made it to the top 
And this is fucked up, fucked up 
You are fucked up, fucked up 
This is fucked up, fucked up 
Be your black swan, black swan 
ı'm for spare parts, broken up
                    
                    
                    neden bekliyorsun?
bu sözlük, duygu ve düşüncelerini özgürce paylaştığın bir platform, hislerini tercüme eden özgür bilgi kaynağıdır.
katkıda bulunmak istemez misin?