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little crimes - quasar wut-wut lyrics

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the rhymes in the trees
are old and diseased
but, oh, they sound so pretty to me

the children wait in line
with jars of alkaline
to place at the feet of the glorious spine

all the little crimes
that brighten their lives
made them dance
like widows against
an iridescent sky
where the oceans collide
and shower the land
with fire again

the minions of the wind
cough and spin
rattle the cages of the invalids

the convalescing rhymes
embalm their own minds
and take to the waves of an infinite sea

all the little crimes that brighten their lives
made them dance like widows against
an iridescent sky where the oceans collide
and shower the land with fire again

- quasar wut wut lyrics

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