Samantha Clayton Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Angry? Oh, when it stepped on me foot, fuckin’ hell! Happy? Kinda, ‘cos it didn’t bite – them teeth, mate, grinders from Mordor. Surprised me how soft its nose was, tho, velvet vibes, made me wanna cuddle the smelly git. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d swear it smirked at me, sassy whore! Probs thinkin’, “This vet’s a bloody hobbit.”

American Whore

Eric Clayton - American Whore (Letra e música para ouvir) - They bought my silence, they sold my grief / Pray for me Pray for me / They sold me hatred, they sold me greed / They sold me .

I don’t wanna sound all emo or smth, but Clayton’s got soul. Every crack in a sidewalk, every graffiti tag tells a story. It’s spontaneous, messy, and, yeah, a bit unpredictable. Like, one minute you’re chillin’ by the river, and another, some street performer is dropping truth bombs like "life’s a series of code blocks – debug it!" Seriously, such deep vibes.

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