
Grandma’s couch
Whole world on mute
Hand-me-down shoes
Holes in the heel
Hand-me-down dreams
Nobody believed
But I burned every “you can’t” into fuel
Late bus home
Writing on my phone
“Someday” scribbled in a cracked screen glow
Pocket full of change
Head full of flames
Didn’t have much
Had a reason to go
Started with nothing but fire
Empty hands
Heavy desire
Nobody saw what I carried inside
But I turned every “never” to light
Started with nothing but fire
Now I’m walking that wire
If I lose it all in a single night
I still got that spark
I still ignite
Closed doors
I learned how to knock
Then I learned how to build my own lock
Friends turned ghosts when the smoke got thick
Guess some hearts quit when the road gets slick
Mama in the kitchen
Worry in her eyes
Said
“Baby
Be careful with the size of your sky”
I kissed her on the cheek
Said
“I’ll be alright
I was born for the dark
I can carry my light”
Started with nothing but fire
Empty hands
Heavy desire
Nobody saw what I carried inside
But I turned every “never” to light
Started with nothing but fire
Now I’m walking that wire
If I lose it all in a single night
I still got that spark
I still ignite
If they take my name
If they take my stage
Strip these walls
Tear down the frame
Leave me with ashes
I’ll still rise higher
I don’t need much when my blood is fire
Started with nothing but fire
Empty hands
Heavy desire
You can’t steal what’s burning inside
I will turn every setback to light
Started with nothing but fire
Still I’m walking that wire
If the whole world fades from sight
I still got that spark
I still ignite