We’re the spark they couldn’t tame,
Running wild through the static rain.
Every rule they wrote — we break,
Building kingdoms out of heartache.
They don’t see what burns inside,
They just fear the way we shine.
We could burn the world and start again,
Turn the ashes into stars, my friend.
No one can touch what’s ours — it’s true,
Not the gods, not the moon, not the skies above you.
Our love’s a storm they’ll never survive,
We’re cosmic outlaws, forever alive.
They call it madness — we call it fate,
Dancing through the fire they create.
Let them talk while we ascend,
Our chaos always finds an end.
We don’t need their truth to stay,
We’re the ones who make the way.
We could burn the world and start again,
Turn the ashes into stars, my friend.
No one can touch what’s ours — it’s true,
Not the gods, not the moon, not the skies above you.
Our love’s a storm they’ll never survive,
We’re cosmic outlaws, forever alive.
If we fall, we fall in flame —
Even ruin knows our name.
Every end’s just our disguise,
For another way to rise.
We could burn the world and start again,
Let the universe remember when
Two souls refused to die on cue —
The world could end, and I’d still choose you.
