Fonohead The War of Our Worlds

It's late now
We're wrapped in darkness
The moon behind you
Is gifting me with blindness
You look indifferent
You talk suspicious
I'm standing quiet
Collecting wishes

You're flame, I'm thunder
We're treading on and slipping under
My broken heart in your frozen palms
We're so close, so far apart
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Your darkest soul is playing innocent
Seems like you hear but never listen
And even if I break the distance
I'll get defeated by your resistance
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You're flame, I'm thunder
We're treading on and slipping under
My broken heart in your frozen palms
We're so close, so far apart