I am an arms dealer
Fitting you with weapons in the form of words
And I 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, it’s a god damn arms race
This ain’t a scene, it’s a god damn arms race
This ain’t a scene, it’s 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 of 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

 

This ain’t a scene, it’s a god damn arms race
This ain’t a scene, it’s a god damn arms race
This ain’t a scene, it’s a god damn arms race
[ Lyrics found on http://www.metrolyrics.com ]

 

Bandwagon’s full. Please, catch another

 

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

 

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 god damn arms race
This ain’t a scene, it’s a god damn arms race
(Now you)
This ain’t a scene, it’s a god damn arms race
(Wear out the groove)
This ain’t a scene, it’s a god damn arms race
(Sing out loud)
This ain’t a scene, it’s a god damn arms race
(Oh, oh)
This ain’t a scene, it’s a god damn arms race

 

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

 

 

hahaha pardon me for the pic they look like…… fetish fags,

ehehhe just joking…many girls like them…

some would even do anything just to watch them perform live…

and I got a pretty good idea who’s gonna be the first to line up….