My profile: 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 turns me on: This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race I'm the leading man And the lies I weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate
This turns me off: At night we're painting your trash gold, while you sleep Crashing not like hips or cars but more like p-p-p-parties Bandwagon's full, please catch another |
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