Oh cheers, Westminster, you’ve done it again,
Poking your nose where it’s should not have been in,
Said it’s for the kids, but it’s killing my fun,
All my favourite tabs have gone on the run.

Now every site’s got a bouncer at the door,
Wants my passport just to see more,
It’s not my fault I’m a curious lass,
You’re blocking my browser and covering my….....

Oh, I’m buffering my freedom,
You’ve put a padlock on my screen, and I can’t see ‘em,
Your big red warning signs,
Are crossing all my lines,
Guess it’s bedtime stories ‘cause your fucking bill says so,
But I just wanted a little late-night show.

They say “online safety” with that smarmy grin,
But it’s looking more like a moral bin,
Filtering the world through your uptight lens,
While the real creeps hide in your government friends.

Now I’m sat here, lonely and bored,
My WiFi’s fine but my joy’s been ignored,
Guess I’ll knit a scarf or learn to bake,
‘Cause you’ve killed the mood, for goodness’ sake.

Oh, I’m buffering my freedom,
You’ve put a padlock on my screen, and I can’t see ‘em,
Your big red warning signs,
Are crossing all my lines,
Guess it’s bedtime stories ‘cause your fucking bill says so,
But I just wanted a little late-night show.

Oh no, can’t have Maisie seeing a bum,
Better hide it quick before she sees someone’s tum,
Don’t trust me with my own two eyes,
But trust you lot with surveillance spies?

Oh, I’m buffering my freedom,
You’ve put a padlock on my screen, and I can’t see ‘em,
Your big red warning signs,
Are crossing all my lines,
You’re the fun police with your moral ban,
And I’ll VPN just ‘cause I can.

So cheers to your bill, hope you’re proud of the mess,
I’ll be elsewhere on the internet, I guess,
‘Cause when you treat us like kids in detention,
We’ll just find new ways to dodge your attention.

Lyrics:
We lit up the sky just to feel alive,
Watched cities fall while we called it “right.”
But what’s a win when no one speaks?
Just burned-out homes and blood in the streets.

I’ve seen boys turn cold before their time,
Carrying rifles like it meant they’d survive.
I’ve seen leaders lie and mothers cry
for fuck sake, you must be proud.

This isn’t glory, it’s a graveyard in the making.
They sell us pride, but it’s always faking.
You think ending them means you’re strong?
Try laying down your rage and just move on.
Victory’s not in the ash or flame,
It’s in saying no when they beg you to aim.
We don’t need to end the world
Just to prove we’re not afraid.
Walking away isn’t weak,
It’s how real wars are unmade.

You can dress it in flags, call it defense,
But war is a con and we’re the expense.
The ground don’t care who bled for it,
It swallows names, then forgets.

We’ve killed enough to fill the void,
Turned sons into shadows, homes into noise.
You want a legacy? Here's the truth:
No one remembers who fired first.
Just who was left to dig through the ruin.

This isn’t justice, it’s just decay,
And the price is more than we can ever pay.
You think steel and fire make a man?
Then why’s every soldier just trying to stand?
The win isn’t death.
The win is stopping.
Not when they fall,
But when we stop dropping.
We don’t need to end the world
To feel like we were heard.
Walking away isn’t weakness,
It’s the last strong word.

It takes nothing to pull a trigger,
Takes everything not to.
Anyone can burn it all.
Only the broken know when to walk through.

No statues. No songs.
Just a place where war didn’t go on.
Call me a coward, call me soft,
But I’m still here.
And they’re not.

Lyrics:
“So apparently, you can identify as anything now...
Cool.
Well, I identify as confused as f***
and mildly offended by myself.”

La la la la la la la la (and more)
Grew up on “blue is boys” and “pink is for girls,”
Now it’s glitter, neon, and gender-swapped worlds.
Tried to fill a form
Christ, what a fright 
Thirty-fu**ing’ two boxes and not one felt right

Tick the box... yeah? Which fuckin’ one, mate?

He/him? She/her? They/them? What now?
I’m lagging worse than mum’s old Sky box.

Do you have a dong or no dong?
A willy, a fairy, or f**k it — are you just strong?
Not tryna pry, just wanna suss,
Before I flirt and get decked on the bus.
Call me thick, old school, blind
But love, I just wanna know what bits you’ve got in mind.

They say gender’s a spectrum, like Dulux paint,
Fifty new shades, not one called “straight.”
You’re cis, I’m trans, she’s fluid, he’s queer —
I just came for a pint and a bag of....... errrrrrr.. you know.
"Nan asked, ‘What’s pan?’ — I said, ‘Not for cookin’, love, it’s somethin’ else now… bit more sexual, less casserole"
Now she’s poorly as f**k and confused too.

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m not trying to mock, I’m just f**kin’ lost,
Like sushi in Stoke or weed with no high.

Do you have a dong or no dong?
A trouser snake or a sparkly thong?
Not bein’ rude, just tryna not choke
On pronouns and vibes and gendered bloke jokes.
No hate I’m just tryna rewind,
And figure out what the f**k you’ve got in mind.

I’ve watched the TikToks, I’ve done my best,
Sat through ten TED Talks and a drag queen fest.
But I still freeze up when I don’t get it right,
Cos the internet bites harder than a gremlin at night.
I’ll love who you are, badge or not —
But please don’t scream when I ask what you got.

Do you have a dong or no dong?
A secret wand or a Barbie schlong?
I’m cool with you, just gimme a clue,
So I don’t say “bro” and get sued by you.
The world’s moved on 
I’m laggin’ behind,
But I’m still politely askin’ — what the f**k’s in your mind?

I’ll keep on guessin’, I’ll get it wrong,
Still learnin’ the bloody pronoun sh*t.
And maybe one day I’ll nail that twist —
But till then, love —
Do you p*ss standin’ or do you sit sit?

Lyrics:
It feels like I’m fading
Losing ground
The world’s quiet
I don’t hear a sound
Tonight
I’m stuck here in this haze
But something whispers
“Just one more day”

I’ve heard it all
All the bye's
But maybe I’ll just buy some time

Just one more day to see what’s there
Maybe someone’s waiting
Someone cares
One more night to not back down
To find a reason I’m still alive

Feels like I’m lost
Feels like I’m gone
But maybe there’s something worth holding on
I can’t see the end
But I’ll take the chance
Just one more tomorrow then ill end

It’s not clear yet
But I’m still here
Fighting back against the fear

Just one more day
I’ll see it through
In case tomorrow needs me too
One more breath
One more fight
In this darkness
I’ll look for light

I don’t have answers
No plan for me now
Just a quiet hope
That I’ll find mine
If there’s a purpose in all this pain
Then maybe tomorrow
It won’t feel the same

Just one more day
I’ll stay for that
For someone out there
Somewhere in the black
One more chance
One more fight
Hold me here
Till morning light

Lyrics: La la la la la (plus more)
Put the heating on yeah, just for a tick
Now I owe British Gas three kidneys and a t*t
Tesco meal deal’s four ninety-five?!
Mate I’ll just eat the fucking packaging 
(That's free right?)

Rent went up again like it’s levelling up
My landlord just bought a yacht 
with my top-up
I Googled "how to get rich overnight" 
Step one: be born into money (No sh*t Sherlock F*ck sake)

I can’t afford this, not even a tad! 
My bank account’s a crime scene, mate it’s that bad
I breathe and get charged, just for the thrill
Twenty standing fee to just sit still

I can’t afford this 
I’m living on toast! 
Used to be broke
now sub letting my house 
to an illegal
Might sell a kidney
Or just move into the bins round the back of Lidl

(More la la’s)
Electric bill looks like a SIM card PIN
My smart meter’s laughing 
proper evil grin
Aldi’s meant to be budget, yeah?
Came out with air, regret, and one carrot 
(Hello Kevin you fucking knob)

Council tax? Water bill? Annual “fuck-you” fee?
It’s cheaper to fake your death and live in a tree
Tried to move back in with Mum she said “Grow up”
Now I live in her shed, next to Dave the hedgehog and a mug of dead slugs

One day, I’ll own a home
(In Monopoly)
I dream of toast,
With butter not that spreadable shame
Lurpak? In this economy? You mad? (plus they stop the cows from farting you know that right?)

I can’t afford this
it’s bloody absurd! 
Two OT (over top) for milk? You must be on that crack
The rich are in Dubai, the rest of us freeze
While I pay twelve pound just to cough and sneeze

I can’t afford this, I’ve sold all me stuff! 
Fixed a crack in the window for eighty pound rough
Put there by weather, which apparently costs 
It’s just wind now, and I’m bankrupt, boss

I’d cry,
But tissues are one ninety-nine now
Plus tax

I should start an OnlyFans
Anyone want feet pics?
Limited time offer 2 for a tenner

Lyrics:

We stand on the edge

We stand on the edge

One breath from the fall

The silence before the sirens

Is this what we want at all?

Lines on a map drawn in greed

Leaders talk while the people bleed

Buttons flash the sky turns red

One wrong move and we’re all dead

Children don’t build bombs

They build dreams

But the world forgets

What mercy means

If this is World War 3 then we won’t see 4

Ashes will cover what we were before

No flags will matter no gods no gold

Just silence and shadows ice-cold

We don’t want power

We don’t want more

We only want peace

And nothing more

History repeats with louder screams

As missiles fly through broken dreams

The earth will burn the oceans CRY

And every prayer will ask “why?”

Why do we fight with poison tongues?

Why do we kill the innocent young?

The war machine is made by men

Let’s tear it down not build again  

If World War 3 then we won’t see 4

Ashes will cover what we were before

No flags will matter no gods no gold

Just silence and shadows ice-cold

We don’t want power

We don’t want more

We only want peace

And nothing more

Call the leaders call them all

Tell them we won’t take the fall

The world’s not theirs to burn and break

It’s ours to love protect and make

No more soldiers turned to stone

No more mothers left alone

If we still have breath if we still believe

Let peace be the legacy we leave

I’m thrilled to announce that my official YouTube channel goes live on June 16th, 2025.
To kick things off, we’re starting strong with two debut tracks featuring the one and only Nina Noise — a fierce voice born from rhythm and rebellion.

 Track 1: “One More Day”
An emotional pulse, wrapped in metallic echoes and human longing.

 Track 2: “I Can’t Afford This”
Bitterly hilarious and brutally real — Maisie Belle vents through punchy electro-pop, ranting about heating bills, meal deals, and surviving capitalism with pure sass. A budget anthem for the broke and bold.

 Track 3: “Boy or Girl”
Chaotic, raw, questioning everything — delivered with Nina’s signature aggressive energy and synth-driven power.

This is just the start of the channel!

These songs mark just the beginning. Expect virtual artists, wild concepts, and genre-smashing sounds.

Get ready to feel. Get ready to think. Get ready for Nina.

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Stay tuned — the noise is only just beginning.