Letras
Yo, yo, here's some stories about two hearts. Here's some stories about being ready for relationships. Proof on the beat
Yo, yo, he been down this road too many times before. Different faces, same pain, love, war. Tried to match the emptiness behind that grin
But that peace got traded for a sin. Used to dream of a wife, but dreams went stale. Now he questioning himself, why his heart frail?
Every promise seemed to turn to smoke and wind. Now he scared of beginnings, can't feel the end. He learned to numb the aches with temporary flings
Mistook attention for lustful things. Mama prayed, Lord, help him be free. She really praying, cause he really can't see
Now he lost in the noise, can't hear the tone. Building castles in the sand to feel less alone. He wants love, but he's scared to let it end
Cause he'll lean, he's facing where he's been. He's growing up, he had enough. Being single in this life is too tough
Before he say I do, he got a healing side. Let go of the pain, no pride. We've been hurt so long, we forgot peace
Chasing love in the dark, we need peace. Forever love, forever bruised. We can be free, we just gotta choose
Not a wound to open, but a place to heal. A place to feel, a place real. Pick up the pieces and try to build
Two Hearts, Two hearts. She wore heartbreak like perfume. Familiar scent, man, stinking up the room
Trust issues, she ain't got a boo. Grown and sexy, that's one of her moves. Used to dream of rings, now she flinches
The thought of love make her get the itches. That's forever she made, just came to rot. Been loyal to the wrong one, she met some frauds
Meanwhile, she fighting demons in the mirror. Don't like the look of herself, the vision comes clearer. She wanna settle down, but past keeps receipts
Every ghost in her history sending tweets. Temporary pleasure, one night stands. Still no man, but she'll take the bands
She'll trade it for the bands. Foundations on a sinking sand. We've been hurt so long, we forgot peace
Chasing love in the dark, we need peace. Forever love, forever bruised. We can be free, we just gotta choose
Not a wound to open, but a place to heal. A place to feel, a place real. Pick up the pieces and try to build
Two hearts, two hearts.