I thought at this hour, any pleasure, could never really be a sin in vain
One hundred and one shots of opportunity, I'd gladly take them all again and again, and again
My angel's left me, sorrows are my own
Now I'm here, with the Devil on my own
Just like a churchyard shadow, creeping after me
It's only there to terrify my mind, a black swan keeps haunting me
I promised on my soul, not to get carried away
It always starts out psychedelic, and then it turns to black
My head starts swaying, I forgot what it was that I was saying
I don't know where I am, and I'll never, never make it back
I sealed my fate, and I paid my debt
I fell from grace with deep regret
My angel's left me, sorrows are my own
And now I'm here, with the Devil on my own
Just like a churchyard shadow, creeping after me
It's only there to terrify my mind, a black swan keeps haunting me
Just like a churchyard shadow, there's nothing left to see
It's only there to terrify my mind, a black swan keeps haunting me
My angel's left me, sorrows are my own
Now I'm here, with the Devil on my own, on my own
Just like a churchyard shadow, creeping after me
It's only there to terrify my mind, a black swan keeps haunting me
Just like a churchyard shadow, there's nothing left to see
It's only there to terrify my mind, a black swan keeps haunting me
Just like a churchyard shadow, creeping after me
There's nothing left to see, There's nothing left of me
olmasina ihtimal verilmeyen ve akla gelmeyen, gerceklestiginde de etkileri carpici olan olaylar.
olasiliksiz gorunen ve uc temel ozelligi olan bir olaydir: ongorulemez; cok etkilidir; gerceklestikten sonra onu daha az rastlantisal ve daha ongorulebilir hale getiren bir aciklama uydururuz.
ayni zamanda nassim nicholas taleb'in bir kitabidir.
what will grow crooked you can't make straight
it's the price that you've gotta pay
do yourself a favour and pack your bags
buy a ticket and get on a train
'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 that is fucked up
fucked up
well this is fucked up
fucked up
this your blind spot, blind spot
it should be obvious, but it's not
but it isn't,oh but it isn't
you cannot kickstart a dead horse
you'll just cross 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 am your black swan, black swan
(but i made it to the top)
and this is fucked up, fucked up
i'll be your black swan, black swan
(but i made it to the top)
and for spare parts
we're broken up
you are fucked up
fucked up
this is fucked up
fucked up
we are black swans,
black swans
and for spare parts
we're broken up
