Lyric

Low light, slow breath, quiet room tonight

If nothing has meaning, why does this fire still rise?

In the silence, I hear it calling my name

Burn my soul… let it burn anyway

They say life’s just random, dice on the floor

No script, no reason, no truth to be sure

Scrolling through days like they all look the same

But I feel heat in my chest when I whisper my name

No crown on my head, no stage, no fame

Just a spark in the dark screaming “play your game”

Even if the ending’s nothing, zero, or void

I’d rather burn it all than live unemployed

Of meaning, of passion, of will to ignite

I don’t need heaven, I need tonight

A tiny obsession, a foolish dream

Still worth more than a life on mute, on lean

They laugh, they doubt, say “what’s the point?”

But the point is the flame when the soul gets joint

With the moment you choose, even knowing you’ll fall

That’s the art — burn my soul, that’s all

Burn my soul, even if it’s small

Even if the world says nothing at all

I’ll hold this light when the night gets cold

Burn my soul, let it glow, let it glow

I used to fight myself more than the crowd

Inner voices louder than the critics’ sound

“You’re not enough,” yeah, I know that line

But the fire keeps tapping like “give me time”

Maybe it’s music, maybe it’s words

Maybe just cooking for people you love

Doesn’t have to shake the earth or break the rules

If it heats your chest, that’s the fuel

I seen people rot chasing borrowed goals

Living other lives while they sell their souls

I’d rather look crazy, stubborn, obsessed

Than perfectly calm with a hollow chest

So judge me, doubt me, even I might

But I’ll bet on myself every single night

If this path burns me down to ash and coal

I’ll smile in the flame — yeah, burn my soul

No meaning carved in the sky above

Still I feel alive when I choose what I love

Even if I’m wrong, even if I’m slow

I’d rather feel the heat than never know

Burn my soul, even if it’s small

Even if tomorrow means nothing at all

I’ll hold this light when the night gets cold

Burn my soul, let it glow, let it glow

History forgets us, names fade fast

But fire is real in the present tense, now

One breath, one beat, one honest try

Is enough to justify the why

No finish line, no final score

Just how bright you burned before you’re gone

So I stand here flawed, stubborn, whole

Saying “this is me” — yeah, burn my soul

If life has no meaning, I’ll make my own

In this fragile flame, I finally feel home

Burn my soul… quietly bold

Even in the dark, I choose to glow