Where's The Kingdom

Yeah... you wanna know how I got this scar? Nah, you don’t You just wanna sell the hoodie with the barbwire on it I was born in the static, a broke automatic A hand-me-down world where the hope was dramatic They wanted a saint, I was shaping a savage Pavement was hot, so I learned how to manage Every backhanded compliment, “Boy, you’re gifted” As the foundation cracked and the drywall shifted Had to build my own religion out of rust and noise Traded action figures for a deeper voice So tell me, where’s the kingdom? (Where’s the kingdom?) Cause I’ve been crawling through the wreckage just to build my own I took the poison that they gave me, made it medicine I’m not broken, I’m just sick of being told to atone So fuck your pretty picture (Fuck your picture) I set fire to the frame, I’d rather walk alone I’m the silence in the riot I’m the bloodstained pavement, yeah, I made it home They said “fit in the box,” I said “watch me dismantle it” Wreck the blueprint, heavy is the head with the crown that they never gave Severed phase, clever rage, heavy page, never safe Sever the ties, sever the lies, sever the line ‘til the memory fades Better the devil I know than the role that they tryna coerce me to play (Back) Come back and stay on the floor I was counting the cracks in the ceiling when hope started peeling A young god with a feeling, no ceiling, no kneeling “No mercy, no handout...” So tell me, where’s the kingdom? (Where’s the kingdom?) Cause I’ve been crawling through the wreckage just to build my own I took the poison that they gave me, made it medicine I’m not broken, I’m just sick of being told to atone So fuck your pretty picture (Fuck your picture) I set fire to the frame, I’d rather walk alone I’m the silence in the riot I’m the bloodstained pavement, yeah, I made it home I searched for meaning in the static of a dying star Traded innocence for armor in the backseat of a car You see a monster in the making, I see a son of the scar If pain’s a language IF PAIN’S A LANGUAGE, THEN I’M FLUENT! Tell me, where’s the kingdom?! I SAID, WHERE’S YOUR KINGDOM?! I’ve been crawling through the wreckage just to build my own! I took the poison that they gave me, made it medicine! I’m not broken, I’m just sick of being SICK OF BEING ALONE! So fuck your pretty picture! (Fuck your picture!) I set fire to the frame, I’d rather walk alone! I’m the silence in the riot! I’m the bloodstained pavement! YEAH, I MADE IT HOME! (I made it home... I made it home...)