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About Antwerp

Gets me chuffed tho, thinkin’ how they outsmart the toffs. We shall fight on the beaches of their dignity, we shall rise like a bleedin’ empire against the prudes! Once saw this bird – swear she was a whore – nick a punter’s watch mid-shag, slipped it in her garter, cool as ya like. Laughed me arse off – cheeky sod! Still, gets me goat when folk judge em harsh – who’s the real villain, eh? The toff or the tart?

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Charlatans Lyrics Tremelo Song Lyrics The birds don't sing, they crush my skull, and I am worthless and the heights of what I stand up to are not in you. And I can't get no words with no .

Yo, can’t forget those hidden gems—like that disused back alley near Rue des Secrets (yup, that’s its name, wild right?), where graffiti tells wild stories of forgotten love and scandal. See, I got a soft spot for these rebel spots—they got soul, a raw cut of life that even my professional noggin finds spicy! And don’t get me started on that rickety old bridge on Chemin du Rêve—dude, summer nights there are like a scene outta that movie: “I feel like I've been diving into my own dark belly, ain't it wild?” That’s Tremelo for ya!

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