Small Crimes Failure

[Verse 1]
Small crimes
Smiles stretched on old trees
Strike your match so lightly
Watch the crooked smoke rise
Empty prayers to Heaven
Just a mask of blue sky
Look away to-

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2]
Small crimes
Kick the dog for eating
Leave your old self hungry
Watch in coldest pleasure
Tell the world

[Break]
"Whatever, turns you on
Is fine with me, as long as you-"

[Bridge]
Matches don't get wet, warm wind
Warm winds calling me a coward make me smile
They can't convince me now
Burned prayers turn me on to nowhere sick and empty
I don't feel so bad
"-ever turns around again," says to me softly
"Start the fire now"
Small crimes, sever used-up old considerations
Freedom's not so great
All fears, burn up