What is love lyrics by Morravey delve into the profound and often agonizing nature of heartbreak within romantic relationships. The song emphasizes that the emotional scars resulting from a severed bond can endure for a lifetime.
Heartbreak is portrayed as a complex and multifaceted emotion, arising when the connection between two individuals is broken, whether by choice or circumstance. The intensity of the pain is highlighted, and the lyrics acknowledge the deeply personal nature of heartbreak, recognizing that its impact varies from person to person. Factors such as the nature and duration of the relationship, as well as individual coping mechanisms, contribute to the unique experience of heartbreak.
Morravey – What is love lyrics
Me I’ve been searching for the feeling
Heart broken, burning bridges every season
And I’ve been looking for the reason
Why they will never treat you like a living thing
Them go tiffy ur own heart
Make you feel like a sheep in a wolf pack
I don suffer for this kind of game oh
Cus I don’t know what is love
E no Dey looku my own domot
E be like I Dey cursed
No one to chop my pot
(No one to chop my Jellof oh)
What is love
E no Dey looku my own domot
E be like I Dey cursed
No one to chop my pot
I don’t know what is love
E no Dey looku my own domot
Them say make I Dey patient
But my love language hears a different thing
I Dey face different things
But what do I know, wetin I know
Nobody match my inner energy
Praying for the oneto come and carry me
Eh eh
But they’re deceiving (civing)
They are not fulfilling (filling)
Hey hey hey
And every single time I’d be thinking to myself
I’d be feeling like wow
I no Dey reason any loving and the cuddle don Dey do me like oh no
I can’t hold myself from the way that I feel about love
Way I feel about love
Cus I don’t know what is love
E no Dey looku my own domot
E be like I Dey cursed
No one to chop my pot
(No one to chop my Jellof oh)
What is love
E no Dey looku my own domot
E be like I Dey cursed
No one to chop my pot
I don’t know what is love
E no Dey looku my own domot
Mor mor,
Don’t know what is
Don’t know what is love
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