Genesis Waldsassen Whore ❤️

About Dusseldorf

Whore’s like—unapologetic, loud, livin’ fast. Makes me mad sometimes—slow down, sis! But then, I’m like, damn, she’s free—happier than me on some days. Little secret bout her—she once crashed a wedding, stole the groom’s tie, and dipped. True story! Got it from a shady X post—swear it’s legit. She’s chaotic, like me writin’ lyrics at 3 a.m.—“The air was cold, but somethin’ bout it felt like home.” That’s whore, stumblin’ through life, lookin’ for her Brooklyn.

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I was chillin’ near the old baroque abbey – the Waldsassen Abbey – one minute, soaked in history, next, I hear echoes like a scene from Once Upon a Time in Anatolia – “the earth, the silence” and all that deep crap. Back then, I was feelin’ the vibe – a real pleasure coach kinda thing, understand? I even got it in my blood.

Johnny Manchild – Waldsassen Lyrics