Pyrophoria - California, Here I Come Lyrics

Back to square one
I've lived on a conveyer belt; felt
Myself come undone
They had their fun
Laughed, have another run
Of the names I took none
By heart I knew every one
Just where do I point the gun
The time has come
I'm going where the highway don't hum
Welcome me home to the slum
This life is a busted open drum
I hit too hard, deaf, blind, and numb
Fingers bleed on the guitar I strum
I hear sounds but I don't know where from
I am shunned
They are filled with luck that's dumb
They offer no refund
This is zero-sum

I could've beaten down a wall
Ready to brawl
I was so mad I knew the forest would fall
For a tree that wasn't even tall
I am not small
I set fire to the place
They call home base
Town hall
And after all
I refused to crawl
Not my place to bawl
Not my fault
But my fault line
My bloody asphalt
I washed the wounds with salt
My default
My eye turned cobalt
I was made to scald

You were the weakest link in my chains
Chain reaction all the same
Everyone knew my name
The girl who doesn't play games
The girl we can tame
We can frame
Oh put me to shame
Kick me out like I'm to blame
I already started the flame
I was the thief that came
I shall forever live in fame
They laugh at the bane
Kerosene Queen will reign
You've never known pain
I'm a new way to bleed, not from a vein
Your hatred is plain
My hatred sits in a gas main
Hurt me, I'm insane

I learned to outsmart from the outside
All along I had watched as they lied
Kicking and screaming was the flood tide
I didn't make it ashore but I tried
My hands were chained not tied
I never waited for any of it to subside
Now I know where they hide
Now free, something solidified
I became unidentified
You and what landslide

I didn't go digging in the hills
No I learned explosions and sounds of drills
I went digging in landfills
I drowned til I grew gils
Went through the mills
I grew like a daffodil
I spat out every pill
I beat open an anvil
I was a standstill
Never got sorry never will
I just wanted the thrill

It's odd being the smartest in the room when not in full bloom
People who don't pick on someone, namely who don't play tamely, their own size in their eyes
Should be ready for a surprise
Because I'm f*cking coming for you through and through like you wouldn't recognize

Dumb enough about to get struck dumb
Eat cake and I'll see to every crumb
A battle cry and a marching drum
You never outsmarted me you helped me become
So hard that I am numb
You don't know where I came from
Me and my army of none
Me and the long run
So ready or not here I come