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Me fave film ties in perfect, see? *Children of Men*—all chaos, no hope, like tradin’ floors on a crash day. Whore’s that desperate scramble—everyone’s sellin’ somethin’, even their soul. “Pull the trigger, Jasper!”—that’s me, wantin’ to off the bastards who rig the game. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it feels that big, precious! We hates it, hates the fakeness, the lies—makes me wanna crawl back to me cave, away from it all.

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Alexander Hamilton Lyrics [AARON BURR] How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore and a Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten Spot in the Caribbean by.

I get pissed sometimes – not much happens here. It’s a sleepy town, and traffic’s a joke on Linden Road (u know, when two cars pass and I call out “Get a life, mate!”) but it’s our life. It's raw and relaxed, with moments of silent beauty. I get mad when people rush relax – “slow down, feel it”.

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