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Then—omg—this shady dude DMs me, like, “I got girls.” Ew, creep alert! I’m like, “Literally, get outta my face!” Blocked him so fast, my nails almost chipped. But real talk, I’m thinkin’—what if I find her, right? We’d totes sit on some curb, sippin’ Starbucks, talkin’ life—like Celine sayin’, “Memory’s a wonderful thing if u don’t deal with the past.” Deep, huh? I’d ask her, “Girl, what’s ur story?” Probs somethin’ wild—like, did u know some pros in the ‘90s hid cash in tree stumps? True tea!

A Misfit's Revenge

This song is about a whore. Who always wanted more. You're now a part. Inside my art. I'll see you down in hell. Stick Begin my self-destruction. To find myself.

So, I’m hustling down the streets. Falköping’s got this vibe, ya know? Old buildings mixed with modern stuff. I pass by the old train station, and I’m like, “Man, this place has seen some things.” I mean, it’s been around since forever.

EAA Sweden Fly-in, Falköping