
š¶ Track 9 ā Holes in the Walls [Intro ā Spoken, gritty chuckle] Aināt no mansion, no marble floors⦠Just cracked paint, busted doors⦠But inside these walls? Thatās where forever lives. āø» [Hook ā Rough, chanted] Holes in the walls, scars in the floor, But our loveās stronger than ever before, No crown, no throne, no fancy halls, Just you and me, and these holes in the walls. āø» [Verse 1] Weāve yelled ātil the neighbors called it sin, Slammed a few doors, put holes right in, But baby, thatās passion, thatās proof we care, Aināt no fake love livinā here. We patch it up, but the marks still show, A reminder of the fire thatāll never let go, No picture-perfect, no magazine scene, But the dirt and the grime is where love feels clean. āø» [Hook ā Shouted with grit] Holes in the walls, scars in the floor, But our loveās stronger than ever before, No crown, no throne, no fancy halls, Just you and me, and these holes in the walls. āø» [Verse 2] We laugh in the mess, we fight in the heat, We fuck like sinners in a world thatās cheap, Every crack in the plaster, every broken frame, Tells a story of love that canāt be tamed. They can judge our home, say it aināt much, But theyāll never feel whatās in our touch, Itās raw, itās real, itās dirty, itās true, And every busted wall still belongs to you. āø» [Bridge ā Spoken, low & heavy] They see damage⦠I see proof. Every scar in this place, Itās carved by us. Itās ours. āø» [Hook ā Final, screamed with layered backing] Holes in the walls, scars in the floor, But our loveās stronger than ever before, No crown, no throne, no fancy halls, Just you and me, and these holes in the walls. [Outro ā Whispered, fading growl] Yeah⦠foreverās got cracks⦠But thatās what makes it stand.

