White Boy from Sixes Mine by Pyrophoria

You don’t know where I grew up
I’ll introduce myself as girl who blew up
Explosion girl the screw up
White girl at the party that threw up
You must’ve had it rough
I see not a single scuff
I grew up until I was tough
Then that wasn’t enough

Me, you can’t see through
Success is revenge, if only they knew
But I’m just making do
They shot me down on my debut
Reborn out of the blue
I have myself to live up to

You’ve never known hardship
You know ownership
I know pistol grip
You know ego trip
I know pink slip
You know throw a fit
I know didn’t ask for it
You know hypocrite
I know grit
You know counterfeit
I know earn it
You know give a shit
I know misfit

I am the girl with the black tattoos
The one with loose screws
The last one they’d choose
Your’e wondering who’s who
Thought I came here ‘cause I missed a cue
But no I stand right next to you
And run circles around you too

So welcome
I fell from
Grace and then some
Rape me again chum
Utter scum
Papercut on my thumb
From this page but I’m numb
This book is dumb
Like you but you took
A page to look for a cage
And how to put on on stage
I rage
You’re wrong in so many ways
And that pays
And will always

Why am I here when it’s free for your kind
Sometimes I’m out of my goddamn mind
In time
I find
I’m fine
If blind
Leave the girl behind
With eyes wide
I’m in my prime

You don’t have shit but daddy’s name
This is just a game
The real world is not quite the same
It will beat you tame
Shame
How an open flame
Doesn’t live in fame
They wouldn’t speak my name

I am the girl with the black tattoos
The one with loose screws
The last one they’d choose
Your’e wondering who’s who
Thought I came here ‘cause I missed a cue
But no I stand right next to you
And run circles around you too

• Experimental
• alternative
• avantgarde
• experimental rock
• female indie
• genreless
• Atlanta