Sofia Tremelo Whore ❤️❤️

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Me, I adore ‘em—their sass, their spark! They’re like Eli, fierce and fragile, rollin’ with the punches. Sure, folks sneer, call ‘em trash, but I say screw that noise—they’re queens in my book! Ever think how they see *us*? Bet they’re laughin’ at our fake-ass morals, sippin’ cheap wine, spillin’ secrets. Whores got stories, darlin’, wilder than any script I ever read.

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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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