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Crime In Stereo - XXXX (The First Thousand Years Of Solitude)
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Crime In Stereo - ...But You Are Vast
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Crime In Stereo - ...But You Are Vast
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Crime In Stereo - Amsterdamned!
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Crime In Stereo - Bicycles For Afghanistan
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Crime In Stereo - Exit Halo
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Crime In Stereo - I Am Everything I Am Not
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Crime In Stereo - I Cannot Answer You Tonight
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Crime In Stereo - I Stole This For You
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Crime In Stereo - New Harlem Shuffle
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Crime In Stereo - Nixon
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Crime In Stereo - Not Dead
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Crime In Stereo - Orbiter
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Crime In Stereo - Republica
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Crime In Stereo - Small Skeletal
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Crime In Stereo - Small Skeletal
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Crime In Stereo - The Bride
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Crime In Stereo - The Bride
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Crime In Stereo - What A Strange Turn Of Events
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Crime In Stereo - ...But You Are Vast
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Crime In Stereo - Abre Los Ojos
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Crime In Stereo - Almost Ghostless/Above The Gathering
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Crime In Stereo - Almost Ghostless/Above The Gathering
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Crime In Stereo - Animal Pharm
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Crime In Stereo - Animal Pharm
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Crime In Stereo - Arson At 563
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Crime In Stereo - Barfight On Bedford Ave.
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Crime In Stereo - Choker
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Crime In Stereo - Choker
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Crime In Stereo - Compass And Square
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Crime In Stereo - Dark Island City
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Crime In Stereo - Desertbed
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Crime In Stereo - Desertbed
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Crime In Stereo - Drugwolf
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Crime In Stereo - Everything Changes/Nothing Is Ever Truly Lost
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Crime In Stereo - Everywhere and All The Time
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Crime In Stereo - Everywhere And All The Time
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Crime In Stereo - For Exes
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Crime In Stereo - Four Reasons
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Crime In Stereo - Gravity/Grace
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Crime In Stereo - Here's To Things Gone Wrong
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Crime In Stereo - I, Stateside
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Crime In Stereo - I'm On The Guestlist Motherfucker
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Crime In Stereo - If You Think We're Talking About You, We Are
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Crime In Stereo - It Ain't All Hugs And Handshakes
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Crime In Stereo - Jesus Is My Ride Home
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Crime In Stereo - Let Me Take You Out
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Crime In Stereo - Long Song titles Aren't Cool Anymore Because The Rest Of You Fuckers Are No Good At It
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Crime In Stereo - Love
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Crime In Stereo - Love
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Crime In Stereo - My Own Private South Oaks
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Crime In Stereo - Nixon
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Crime In Stereo - Nixon
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Crime In Stereo - No Gold Stars For Nationalism
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Crime In Stereo - Odalisque
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Crime In Stereo - Orbiter
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Crime In Stereo - Orbiter
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Crime In Stereo - Play It Loud Fuckers
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Crime In Stereo - Queue Moderns
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Crime In Stereo - Sleeping Androids Do Dream Electric Sheep
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Crime In Stereo - Slow Math
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Crime In Stereo - Small Skeletal
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Crime In Stereo - Sudan
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Crime In Stereo - Takbir
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Crime In Stereo - Takbir
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Crime In Stereo - Terribly Softly
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Crime In Stereo - The Impending Glory Of American Adulthood
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Crime In Stereo - The Return Of...
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Crime In Stereo - These People Ought To Know Who We Are And That We Are Here
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Crime In Stereo - Third Atlantic
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Crime In Stereo - Third Atlantic
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Crime In Stereo - Third Atlantic
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Crime In Stereo - Twice Daily To Prevent Nausea
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Crime In Stereo - Type One
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Crime In Stereo - Unfortunate Tourists
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Crime In Stereo - Unfortunate Tourists
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Crime In Stereo - Unfortunate Tourists
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Crime In Stereo - Vicious Teeth
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Crime In Stereo - Vicious Teeth
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Crime In Stereo - Vicious Teeth
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Crime In Stereo - Warning: Perfect Sideburns Do Not Make You Dangerous
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Crime In Stereo - When The Women Come Out To Dance
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Crime In Stereo - Young
Jesus Is My Ride Home
Crime In Stereo
perched staggering captains over the backyard captive.
and it's not what's so attractive is in the madness
and sin. it's in waiting for the kids to ignite so we
can see what happens watch the place divide into
private bathrooms, arising wide -eyed scissored
straws, looking surprised. we can watch the commerce
rise across the cobblestone, selling everything from
getting stoned to being less alone. and if you want to
be left alone endanger gutters on your own. what's the
use of those solitary's rooftop blues when there's
smoke to stain your fingers? chasing rafters, raining
sulfur and English on every pretty face in the room.
oh the gravity of the spinning ground slows the
growing legend in this house surrounds the night,
closing in like a crowd in gossip, traffic and sound
oh the soul of this dying town, it's come alive when
you come around in every muscle twitch that shakes the
dust right off your skin. every backseats niche. the
younger kid that run to tell their friends all the
things our private roof can bring. much of madness,
much of sin.
