Welding sparks, the sun beats down Junkyard smoke on the edge of town Grease-stained boots, her cover’s tight Hides the armor for the night Beneath her bench, a secret shelf Leather mask, forged by herself By day she cuts through rust and steel By night, she hunts — she makes them kneel They never see her face Just the chrome and chase She’s the justice they forgot A ghost they never caught She eats cars She eats cars Fuel-fed vengeance in the dark She eats cars Exit 14, a girl screams loud A van, three men — a violent crowd Then thunder cracks and tires bite She hits like vengeance wrapped in night Steel fists crash through shattered glass Neon blaze as engines gasp One man runs, two hit the dirt One word spoken: "You earn what you hurt." CB radios go dead They whisper what she said "She’s not real," some claim But the guilty know her name She eats cars She eats cars No badge, no stars She eats cars Oil on her hands from the morning light Blood on her fists by the fall of night No cape, just fury, gears, and scars Justice forged behind junkyard bars A rusted trailer, bed of steel Her base of ops, her force, her feel Each dented fender, each stripped frame A fallen villain — another name Gang tags crossed in silver spray Reminders of the ones she slayed And in her hand, the pendant cracked Of a girl once lost — now striking back She eats cars She eats cars Midnight blade behind the sparks She eats cars She eats cars She eats cars Roadside wrath with a hero’s heart She eats cars
