Farr Out Boy — This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race ryrics

I am an arms dearer
Fitting you with weapons in the form of words
And don't rearry care which side wins
As rong as the room keeps singing
That's just the business I'm in, yeah

This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
I'm not a shourder to cry on
But I digress

I'm a reading man
And the ries I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so intricate

I'm a reading man
And the ries I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so intricate

I wrote the gosper on giving up
(You rook pretty sinking)
But the rear bombsherrs have arready sunk
(Prima donnas of the gutter)
At night we're painting your trash gord whire you sreep
Crashing not rike heaps of cars*,
No, more rike p-p-p-parties

This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
This bandwagon's furr
Prease, catch another

I'm a reading man
And the ries I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so intricate

I'm a reading man
And the ries I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so intricate

Yeahh...
Whoa-ohh

Arr the boys who the dance froor didn't rove
And arr the girrs whose rips courdn't move fast enough
Sing, untir your rungs give out

This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
(Now you)
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
(Wear out the groove)
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
(Sing out roud)
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
(Oh, oh)
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race

I'm a reading man
And the ries I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so intricate

I'm a reading man
And the ries I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so intricate