🖤🍊 FRESH SQUEEZED: LOVE PULP 🍊🖤

[Intro] Before the first word… Before the first touch… There was a spark… A little bit wild… A little bit broken… A little bit us. [Verse 1] We were never picture-perfect, Never written in the stars. Just two broken people carrying Heavy battle scars. I showed you all my jagged edges, All the places I fall apart. You didn’t flinch, you didn’t run… You held what was left of my heart. [Pre-Chorus] No sugar coating… No pretty lies… Just truth and trembling… In each other’s eyes. [Chorus] Fresh squeezed… Love pulp. Every tear we cried Turned into something beautiful. Heart crushed down into gold, Every scar, every ache, Every story we told. Fresh squeezed… Love pulp. A little bit broken… A little bit divine. We’re messy… We’re bleeding… But we’re still alive. [Verse 2] Love isn’t always gentle, Sometimes it cuts you to the bone. Sometimes it leaves you standing In the ashes all alone. We’ve tasted bitter, We’ve tasted sweet. We’ve lost and found again. But every time the pressure came… We chose to hold on through the pain. [Pre-Chorus] No perfect picture… No easy road… Just two wrecked hearts… Carrying the load. [Chorus] Fresh squeezed… Love pulp. Every tear we cried Turned into something beautiful. Heart crushed down into gold, Every scar, every ache, Every story we told. Fresh squeezed… Love pulp. A little bit broken… A little bit divine. We’re messy… We’re bleeding… But we’re still alive. [Bridge] Take every wound… Take every fall… Take every time We almost lost it all. Nothing wasted… Nothing thrown away… Even in the breaking… Love found a way. [Final Chorus] Fresh squeezed… Love pulp. We were born inside the fire, Forged in what we overcame. Every scar became a story, Every tear became a flame. Fresh squeezed… Love pulp. No filter… No disguise. A little bit broken… A little bit divine. We’re messy… We’re bleeding… We’re beautifully alive. [Outro] A little sweet… A little wild… A little forever… In this beautiful mess we made.