A Tragic World Record

When you've taken everything
 And there's nothing left to give
 You're stuck with an empty skin
 I'll call it my human bike
 But you can't forget the past
 I keep my diary on its chest
 My keys are in its mouth
 I write my lyrics upon its legs
 This thing is like a nightmare
 It's hard to drag it anywhere
 I'm riding round in your town
 
 There's love than everything else in your house
 You can't escape the truth, it's dangerous
 Now I have a fraction of
 The respect I used to have
 Forget everything you know
 And you can fuck what you're fighting for
 This thing is like a nightmare
 Our dreams can take us anywhere
 I'm riding round in your town
 
 There's love than everything else in your house
 You can't escape the truth, it's dangerous
 I'm outside the back of your house, trying hard to work it out
 But you're always in the background, and looking out
 You're looking out
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 This thing is like a nightmare
 It's hard to drag it anywhere
 I'm riding round in your town
 There's love than everything else in your house
 You can't escape the truth, it's dangerous
 I'm outside the back of your house, trying hard to work it out
 But you're always in the background, and looking out
 You're looking out