🟥 I hear the storm inside your footsteps, you move like trouble in the dark. But I still follow every echo, ’cause you’re the fire in my heart. 🟦 Oh Mikey, Mikey… little heartbeat on legs, you feel too much, you break too fast. While I carve my name in shadows, you’re busy bleeding from the past. 🟥 I’m not afraid of what you’re hiding… 🟦 You should be. You really should be. 🟥 I burn, I break, I rise again— I’m stronger than the fear you see! 🟦 I twist, I turn, I bite the flame— your little hope means nothing to me! 🟪 But still we run, we crash, we breathe— Fever and freeze, fever and freeze. 🟦 Don’t play the hero, baby brother, I’m not a damsel in distress. I’m the knife behind the curtain, the smile you never should’ve guessed. 🟦 You feel too loud. You love too hard. You cry like it’s a talent. 🟥 I hear you fading in the hallway, your shadow colder than your name. But even when you turn to darkness, I still reach for you the same. ’Cause you’re my blood, and every storm you make still pulls me in. 🟥 I know you think you stand alone, a wildfire no one understands. But I have walked through every echo, felt the burn of all your plans. And even when you push me under, I rise to meet the waves you send. I’m not your weakness, I’m your anchor— your brother, not your bitter end. So scream your thunder, break the sky, I’ll hold the line through every fear. You call it chaos, call it ruin— I call it home when you are near. 🟪 We burn, we break, we rise again— two storms that never learned to cease. You’re fever, I’m freeze, but we still breathe— Fever and freeze, fever and freeze. 🟦 Guess we’re stronger when we’re broken… 🟥 Guess we’re stronger when we’re both here.