was a strange night, and i’m not quite sure why.
my eyes are puffy from tears, and i don’t even know why i was crying, really.
i guess alcohol is a strange mistress.
and then there were thoughts of home.
dirty little whirlwind, i'm pinned to the heart of your swirl.
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