
Sunday, March 11, 2007
Was listening to this song, and realized it was speaking of Satan's control
Read the lyrics carefully
This Ain't a Scene, Its an Arms Race - Fall Out Boy
I am an arms dealer
fitting 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.
This ain't a scene, its a - god damn arms race,
This ain't a scene, its a - god damn arms race,
This ain't a scene, its a - god damn 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
I'm a leading man,
and the lies I weave are oh-so-intricate, oh-so-intricate
I wrote the gospel on giving up,
(you look pretty sinking)
But the real bombshells have already sunk,
(pre-madonnas of the gutter )
At night we're painting your trash gold while you sleep
Crashing not like hips or cars;
no, more like p-p-p-parties.
so are we gonna listen to him?
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6.45pm.