Song Description
Industrial / Goth / Nu-Metal song with juxtaposed ethereal, growling vocals. Lyrically it deals with the end of a torrid love affair as a metaphorical death, and expresses the underlying rage over abandonment.
| Song Length |
5:04 |
Genre |
Electronic - Industrial, Rock - Gothic |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Infuriated, Poignant |
Subject |
Anger, Bad Love |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
I died as gracefully as a swan
You probably recognized it as flying
My beautiful dying
When my soul leapt out of me like a song
But I way lying
To you
'Cause none of your fairytales
Were for me, obviously
And I should have
Kept my plummage about me
How could I doubt me
When all of my feathers
Came off in the stream
Of our strange dream
And I was drowning
The whole time I said
I was perfectly fine
I wasn't quite lying
My friend I was blind
so I reached for your hand
'Cause I hoped you would guide me
Along the dark roads
Like those bright yellow signs
That you find on high roads
That periously wind
Like a boa constrictor
Around your numb mind
I died as gracefully as a swan
You never recognized I was dying
In all our denying
But my soul turned into
A beautiful song
Endlessly flying from you
The whole time I thought
You were perfectly fine
I was so wrong my friend
You were out of your mind