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🎙️ FAKE Golden Hits Presents: “Petty Crimes of The Loveless Kind” — by fake The Smiths 🎸

Step into a sepia-inspired suburban dreamscape where melancholy meets melody. This is “Petty Crimes of The Loveless Kind” — a fictional single from fake The Smiths, presented by FAKE Golden Hits - A pastiche homage to the iconic mood of Morrissey, Marr, and the shadowy stylings of the 1980s.

🎙️ Song Style:
• Baritone croon, sardonic yet wounded
• Johnny Marr-style jangly guitar meets bleak minimalism
• Drum-heavy rhythm with angular basslines
• Suburban noir meets British gloom pop

🧵 Lyrics Themes:
Loveless marriages, stolen glances at laundromats, bitter silences over tea, and small betrayals with big emotional echoes.

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'PETTY CRIMES OF THE LOVELESS KIND' (LYRICS)
[Verse 1]
I loitered by the laundrette wall,
Watching soap bubbles rise and fall,
She passed me by, all houndstooth and spite,
Said, “You’ve the aura of a traffic light.”

[Verse 2]
Her tongue was sharp as unpaid rent,
And every word a cold descent.
But I adored her venomous grace—
She slapped the smile off my face.

[Chorus]
Oh, the petty crimes of the loveless kind,
Hearts half-open, and half-aligned.
We steal from joy like hardened thieves,
Then blame the wind when no one grieves.

[Verse 3]
A kiss beneath the market stalls,
Beside the bins, against the walls.
She whispered lies she barely meant,
And called it “post-romantic discontent.”

[Bridge]
Why do we ache for what can’t stay?
Why write to ghosts who’ve moved away?
And yet, I’d queue for her cruelest hour—
Oh, pain is just misplaced power.

[Chorus]
Yes, the petty crimes of the loveless kind,
We scar, we scoff, we undermine.
But still we dress our wounds in lace,
And dream of fists that once touched face.

[Outro]
So let her go and let her name
Be etched in ash and minor fame.
For I’ve become what she designed—
A petty crime of the loveless kind.

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