Mia Warrensburg Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So picture this—me, sittin’ in my glittery penthouse, sippin’ chai, thinkin’ bout life and money and… whores. Not literal ones, ‘kay? More like the vibe from my fave movie, *Werckmeister Harmonies*. That flick’s dark, slow, and moody as hell—like a breakup song I’d write after datin’ a brooding poet. And this “whore” thing? It’s givin’ me those same eerie, chaotic feels. Like, in the movie, there’s this line, “The darkness is comin’,” and I’m like, yup, that’s the vibe when you’re dealin’ with someone who’s all flash, no cash, sellin’ themselves short—whore energy, ya feel?

Edits and Comments

A lot of the lyrics are the same between the two versions, but the line “The President's mouth is a whore / When there's murder the audience.

Whoa, hey buddy, lemme tell ya 'bout PWarrensburg (us). It's a weird kinda place, ya know? I've lived here for years. I chill on Main St. sometimes near Oak & Pine, where little cafes vibe. I love driftin’ near Riverbend Park on 3rd Ave – it’s kinda like the coral reefs in Finding Nemo. "Just keep swimmin'", right? Just like Marlin did.

Warrensburg prevails in early-season baseball games