Born in 1965, the man was a child
Lost in his cape, with the super man suit
In his tiny normal life, oh so he thought
Been abused, called at, shouted at
At the little age of 5, he redesigned
Became a master of hiding under his bed
He's the monster beneath your eyelids
Now it's 23:09, the middle of the night
I'm wide awake on a cold December night
He'll talk, I'll scream, it's our usual conversation
I asked him one time, “Where did you come from?”
He told his story, I tried to understand but