A Tragic World Record

by Biffy Clyro

518
[Intro]
 
Ab
 
 
[Verse]
 
Ab
When you’ve taken everything,
                                    Db
And there’s nothing left to give.
 
You’re stuck with an empty skin,
                       Ab
I’ll call it ‘my human bag’.
 
But you can’t forget the past,
                        Db
I keep my diary on it’s chest.
                        Bbm
My keys are in it’s mouth,
 
I write my lyrics upon it’s
 
 
[Pre Chorus]
 
Fm
legs.
     Eb/G                       Db
This thing is like a nightmare,
                              Fm
It’s hard to drag it anywhere.
    Eb                       Db
I’m riding round in your town
 
 
[Chorus]
 
Ab                Cm                 Db
There’s love than everything else in your house
Ab          Cm                   Db
You can’t escape the truth, it’s dangerous.
 
 
[Verse 2]
 
Ab                       Db
Now I have a fraction of,
                          Ab
The respect I used to have.
                           Db
Forget everything you know,
            Bbm                          Fm
And you can fuck what you’re fighting for.
 
 
[Pre Chorus 2]
 
     Eb/G                       Db
This thing is like a nightmare,
                              Fm
Our dreams can take us anywhere.
    Eb                        Db
I’m riding round in your town
 
 
[Chorus 2]
 
Ab                Cm                 Db
There’s love than everything else in your house
Ab          Cm                   Db
You can’t escape the truth, it’s dangerous.
 
 
[Bridge]
 
    Fm                       Ab     Db
I’m outside the back of your house, trying hard to work it out.
           Fm                       Eb              Db
But you’re always in the background, and looking out
                   Ab Db Ab Db Bbm
You’re looking out
 
 
[Pre Chorus 3]
 
Fm
 
     Eb/G                       Db
This thing is like a nightmare,
                              Fm
It’s hard to drag it anywhere.
    Eb                       Db
I’m riding round in your town
 
 
[Chorus 3]
 
Ab                Cm                 Db
There’s love than everything else in your house
Ab          Cm                   Db
You can’t escape the truth, it’s dangerous.
 
 
[Bridge 2]
 
    Fm                       Ab     Db
I’m outside the back of your house, trying hard to work it out.
           Fm                       Eb              Db
But you’re always in the background, and looking out
                   Ab
You’re looking out
              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              
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