This Ain't a Scene, It's an Arms Race |
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This Ain't a Scene, It's an Arms Race Lyri |
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 I am an arms dealerFitting you with weapons in the form of words And don`t really care which side wins As long as the room keeps singing That`s just the business I`m in, yeah This ain`t a scene, it`s a goddamn arms race This ain`t a scene, it`s a goddamn arms race This ain`t a scene, it`s a goddamn arms race I`m not a shoulder to cry on But I digress I`m a leading man and the lies I weave are, oh so intricate, Oh so intricate [x2] I wrote the gospel on giving up (You look pretty sinking) But the real bombshells have already sunk (Prima donnas of the gutter) At night we`re painting your trash gold while you sleep Crashing not like hips or hearts, No, like p-p-p-parties This ain`t a scene, it`s a goddamn arms race This ain`t a scene, it`s a goddamn arms race This ain`t a scene, it`s a goddamn arms race This bandwagon`s full Please, catch another I`m a leading man and the lies I weave are, oh so intricate, Oh so intricate [x2] Yeah'¦ Whoa-oh All the boys who the dance floor didn`t love And all the girls whose lips couldn`t move fast enough Sing, until your lungs give out This ain`t a scene, it`s a goddamn arms race This ain`t a scene, it`s a goddamn arms race (Now you) This ain`t a scene, it`s a goddamn arms race (Wear out the groove) This ain`t a scene, it`s a goddamn arms race (Sing out loud) This ain`t a scene, it`s a goddamn arms race (Oh, oh) This ain`t a scene, it`s a goddamn arms race I`m a leading man and the lies I weave are, oh so intricate, Oh so intricate [x2] |
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