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21 years, I must be a savage. Cheers.

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• One of the best Shakespeare soliloquy’s has given the world one of my favourite phrases of all time. “The sea of troubles.” As someone who is naturally drawn to nautical jargon and the metaphors that lie behind our chaotic storms and seas, I find a lot of inspiration leaking from the beaches to my barren head. Let me know what you think. Lyrics: The sea of troubles. Beckons hauntingly When I break down I hear them begging While I weep They rouse my suspicions Food for thought I feed When I break down I hear them begging While I weep I’m going overboard I’m jumping ship The fact I’ve never Touched love with these lips Fury hath scorned My tongue with its whips Burning bad habits Fuelling ceaseless wit Sea foam caught in plastic Struggling with the tide Light my smoke within the storm And compliment with rye Barking like a mastiff The kraken opens wide To this filth I’m born Fill me as I writhe As the day approaches The dawn starts to break I’m left wallowing Past her freezing wake My fate encroaches Near the hurricane I’ll appreciate the time With sunshine on my face

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• As you may have guessed I wrote this on a Sunday morning, hungover and dying. I decided to take inspiration from the sunny November morning that hammered my head and pleaded me to wake up. So, I did and thus another song to drive everyone in my house crazy as I play it 2000+ times. The cyclical nature of nature. Cheers and enjoy. Lyrics: Sunday morning Another good vibration The sky speaks to me In all colours, shades and hues Another picture A piece for curation Another masterpiece Front row seat in my room I can see them Last nights constellations I’m so lucky With this wonderful view Sunday morning Sun ray vacation Tired and hungover won’t you come back to bed with me Sunday morning Hungry fornication I promise I’ll make breakfast And a couple of cups of tea Crack open the window Birds spreading cheer I can’t help myself Smiling ear to ear Sunday morning Sun ray paradise Have a smoke with coffee Start the day off right Look at her longingly My sugar and my spice Open my eyes properly what a sight

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• Blood-soaked sky Along the dashboard What a lovely drive Not much more to ask for Let’s stop for the night And count stars on the roadside Dust and weeds Prickly cactus leaves I’m wander bound Let’s go to the redwoods Find out if they’re red Let’s go to the ocean And see if it’s really blue Let’s confirm our suspicions Along the coast Let’s start up a business Hunting down our ghosts I’m wander bound

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• “There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed” - Ernest Hemingway

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First attempt at something jazzier. Cheers ✌🏻

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📷: @mckjames

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Like Kawhi said, “enjoy this moment and have fun with it” I’ve never shed a tear of joy until now.

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Promenade 🤑💸

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Rest easy knowing how much the people around you respected and loved you. Always my brother and friend, have one rolled up and I'll bring the whiskey when we meet again. ❤️😔

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Zero recollection. I think I had fun 😅