I've got a gun on my wall,
a computer in my head.
A demon on my shoulder,
and an angel in my bed.
I pass out in the summer,
and I fall down in the snow.
A dark cloud seems to shelter me
everywhere I go.
I'm a Mutant Superhero,
who's lacking adventure.
I feel like I'm still suffering
from Juvinile Dementia.
I'm a man on a mision,
but I haven't got a plan.
I suffer fractured symmetry,
but I'm coping best I can.

I've got my feet on the floor,
and my head in the clouds.
My mind is at peace,
when my music's on loud.
My heroes are black,
but my skin is white.
I'm tired all day
and can't sleep at night.
I'm surrounded by friends,
yet I'm always alone.
I feel like a child,
but I'm fully grown.
I'm Alpha and Omega,
I'm both the Ying and Yang.
I suffer fractured symmetry,
but I guess that's who I am.