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We swears! The drums, mate—poundin’ like a heartbeat gone feral! Guitar’s weepin’, then roarin’—pure class! Gets me dancin’ like a loon, then bam—anger hits. Why’s the world gotta grind folk down, eh? Whore’s like—she’s takin’ it all back, flippin’ the script! Love that, makes me grin like a nutter. Oh, and the vid—her in that red dress? Blimey, she’s a stunner—bit of a pisstake too, all dramatic and in yer face.

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My fav spot? S'be a wee, tucked away park called St. James’s Park. A gem behind the glitter of Trafalgar Square, where ducks roam free and dreams float like bubbles. I remember joggin’ there early morn, breath misty, sweatin’ like mad, and thinkin’: “This is the seed of everything!” It’s all alive, yea, even if some parts annoy me sometimes.

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