These triumphs and successes
Just lead to bigger messes
Once blessed and bound for glory
But that's another story

All your dreams will fall apart
Your fondest wishes too
And the fears you thought you conquered
Will be right here when they do

Whispers of a history
You’d left for dead and gone
Like the little bird who told me
That you ain’t no fuckin swan

Self-taught and referential
Drunk on your own potential
That cruel and patient chuckling
Is just your inner duckling

Eager to expose you
For the hero that you’re not
And remind you in its lullabies
Of failures you’d forgot

Whispers of a history
You’d left for dead and gone
Like the little bird who told me
That you ain’t no fuckin swan

If you were really clever
You’d make it live forever
Pray God that when the drought hits
You get to keep the outfits


Lyrics submitted by Madame Me

Swan Dive song meanings
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