Consider me to be a fly on the wall with a bird's eye view. I stare /
As my birthtime drew near /
The only Earth I knew reared /
me in a world I grew to fear /

I do appear quite nude and warm. I'm like "What's up with the lights and the white uniforms?"
You're damn right you're truly wrong when a hand strikes the newly born /
"I can't fight" I'm cruely scorned. In a man's life, the beauty's gone /
I was scared with fright through the storm. I'm prepared to write a Mutiny song.
"It's a miracle Lord!!!"
Damn, my dick is long. Oh, that's just the umbellical chord /
(clip clip, snip snip) and now it's gone along with my foreskin /
One of them awful things that they do to the offspring /
The sting is lessened by the drugs they pump into my miniature body /
Making us addicts just that quick is their signature hobbie /
An infamous robbery, and if I'm not careful then my shaft'll break /
It's got me coming up with creative ways to masturbate /
I wanna' be held, but my father rebelled and my mother's unconscious /
I went from a dark bliss to some boxes /
It's obnoxious the way the doctors poke and prod. Seriously I can barely function /
This is my first Out of Body Experience and Alien Abduction /
I'm barely a munchkin...after just minutes of labor /
They're putting my tiny footprints on some birth certificate paper /
My personal hell of isolation began in an incubator /
If I think of it later, slice open my wrist and check the microchip data /
They didn't capture it on Beta film or audio /
The year made me a drogon. the month made me a scorpio /
The weak...feeble...helpless baby boy cried for nights /
But that day was the time of my life.