Testo Heart vs. Head - VERLO

Testo della canzone Heart vs. Head (VERLO), tratta dall'album Table For One

18 inches from your heart up to your head
The hardest journey that you'll ever take, never again
Never again, oh
Yea, my brain showed me this hell
All my boys switched up, oh well
I'm fine though, I'll be okay with time hoe
Fuck it, I don't even know myself, but I knew you
I showed you love so clearly
These hoes more fake than the bags that they sell on NYC streets
I'm not fearin' any bitch that's fake
I'll block my heart to save
All my fucked up mistakes
I keep locked up inside this safe
Would have given my heart just to make sure that you're okay
But you took that shit and I fucked that bitch just to rub it in your li'l face
I wish you the worst bitch
Hope your best relationship is with your purse bitch
I hope you find no relief and you beggin' on your knees tryin' to find a purpose
And I hope you fall in love so bad that it feel like a service
And I hope you drown up in that love and never surface
Fuck you
Yea, my brain showed me this hell
All my boys switched up, oh well
I'm fine though, I'll be okay with time hoe
Fuck it, I don't even know myself, but I knew you
I showed you love so clearly
These hoes more fake than the bags that they sell on NYC streets
I'm not fearin' any bitch that's fake
I'll block my heart to save
All my fucked up mistakes
I keep locked up inside this safe
I hope your pain never goes away
I hope your parents realize that you'll never be the same
Hope your heart gets broken 10,000 times
Just like the amount that I got on this chain
I showed you the best of times
Even stopped fuckin' all them dimes
But you left me behind
So I hope you rot inside your mind
I hope you never find relief
But I hope I get mine in time
Honestly, you destroyed me
And I ain't even know that shit was possible
And I been dealin' with my own shit, anxiety been killin' me
But everything else, you're responsible
Ain't this life so funny?
Fuck, I find it impossible
To find the real people when the mask on they face make 'em seem so remarkable
Yea, my brain showed me this hell
All my boys switched up, oh well
I'm fine though, I'll be okay with time hoe
Fuck it, I don't even know myself, but I knew you
I showed you love so clearly
These hoes more fake than the bags that they sell on NYC streets
I'm not fearin' any bitch that's fake
I'll block my heart to save
All my fucked up mistakes
I keep locked up inside this safe
It's way too much pain, don't think I'll ever be sane
But I'll act like I'm okay
I hate I'm stuck in my ways
This darkness floodin' my brain
I need some help with this pain
Could someone help me feel sane
I know it's all in my brain
Take the pain away



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Writer(s): Oliver Schroeder
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