At seventeen, I burned with pride
A hollow flame I couldn't hide
The hunger carved into my chest
But I'd rather starve than confess
I saw him there with empty hands
A broken man who'd lost command
But my anger burned too sharp, too bright
I'd rather die than make it right
And I turned my face to the cold
Wore my fury like armor, bold
But every night, the silence screamed
And I drowned in the hunger of my dreams
Oh, we were starving for fire
Burning in a world turned cold
I fed the flames with my anger
But the guilt's the weight I hold
For every word I didn't say
Every time I turned away
We were starving for fire
And I burned too bright to save the day
Hands were raw, her frame so thin
But I let her walk where I wouldn't begin
I let her carry the weight of the storm
While I stayed where my anger kept me warm
Father's eyes were tired, dim
But I never once forgave him
I bled my pride for all to see
A crown of rage that devoured me
And every time she left the door
I told myself I deserved no more
But even fire can't warm the shame
Of a sister's love I can't reclaim
Oh, we were starving for fire
Burning in a world turned cold
I fed the flames with my anger
But the guilt's the weight I hold
For every word I didn't say
Every time I turned away
We were starving for fire
And I burned too bright to save the day
I see it now, the ashes fall
The hollow pride that built these walls
I was strong, but I wasn't kind
And now her face still haunts my mind
She saved us all while I stood still
A bitter queen on a lonely hill
But even queens can kneel, can break
And learn to bear the hearts they take
Oh, we were starving for fire
Burning in a world turned cold
I fed the flames with my anger
But the guilt's the weight I hold
For every word I didn't say
Every time I turned away
We were starving for fire
And I burned too bright to save the day
Oh, we were starving for fire
Burning in a world turned cold
I fed the flames with my anger
But the guilt's the weight I hold
For every word I didn't say
Every time I turned away
We were starving for fire
And I burned too bright to save the day
At seventeen, I burned with pride
But fire consumes and leaves you dry
Now I carry the ashes, heavy with pain
A hunger for fire, a hunger for flame