Swans Are Singing, What Could It Mean?

A paintbrush casts a silhouette Of a tragedy Something terrible Something sinister Something wicked, bad, unsettling A vicious past comes to haunt my face A distant void A vacant place Alone again But now I see (Scream) THAT WAS NEVER MEANT FOR ME (breakdown) Ahhhh Ahh ahh ahhhh Scream out my name Until the world can see A man that’s left for shame Can learn to be happy THAT PAINTBRUSH COMES BACK LIKE A SWAN SONG SINGING PRAISES OF A SCARED FORGOTTEN NATION- I’m so LOST IN THE MOTION OF ALL OF THIS COMMOTION A VIOLENT TRAGEDY, ONLY THE SWANS AND ME And me And me And me and me and me And me And me