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This Aint A Scene It's An Arms Race

by Fall Out Boy

Biography:

Fall Out Boy is a band formed in 2001 in Glenview, Illinois after good friends Joe Trohman and Pete Wentz met high schooler Patrick Stump. Stump originally auditioned as a drummer, but soon became the lead singer. The following year, the band debuted with a self-released demo and followed it up with the May 28, 2002 release of Split EP, which featured Project Rocket, on Uprising Records. The group released a mini-LP, Evening Out With Your Girlfriend, also on Uprising Records, in 2003.

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Am Am
I am an arms dealer,
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Fitting you with weapons in the form of words.
Am Am
And don't really care which side wins,
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As long as the room keeps singing.
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That's just the business I'm in.

Am Am
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race.
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This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race.
Am Am
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race.
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I'm not a shoulder to cry on,
But, I digress.

Am
I'm a leading man,
F C
And the lies I weave are oh-so intricate.
E
Oh-so intricate.
Am
I'm a leading man,
F C
And the lies I weave are oh-so intricate.
E
Oh-so intricate, yeah.

Am

Am Am
I wrote the gospel on giving up.
(You look pretty sinking,)
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But the real bombshells have already sunk.
(Prima-donnas of the gutter.)
Am Am
At night we're painting your trash gold while you sleep.
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Crashing not like hips or cars,
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No, more like p-p-p-parties.

Am Am
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race.
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This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race.
Am Am
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race.
E
Bandwagon's full,
E
Please, catch another.

Am
I'm a leading man,
F C
And the lies I weave are oh-so intricate.
E
Oh-so intricate.
Am
I'm a leading man,
F C
And the lies I weave are oh-so intricate.
E
Oh-so intricate.

F Am E Am F C E E

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Am
All the boys who the dance floor didn't love,
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And the girls who's lips couldn't move fast enough;
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Sing, until your lungs give out.

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

Am
I'm a leading man,
F C
And the lies I weave are oh-so intricate.
E
Oh-so intricate.
Am
I'm a leading man,
F C
And the lies I weave are oh-so intricate.
E
Oh-so intricate.

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