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 bag'
But you can't forget the past I keep my diary on it's chest My keys are in it's mouth I write my lyrics upon it's 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
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
Compositor: Simon Alexander Neil (Simon Neil) (PRS)Editores: Hipgnosis Sfh I Limited, Kobalt Music Copyrights LtdECAD verificado obra #22015879 em 19/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM