​man wearing a helmet ​bedwetter

[Verse 1]
Crouched down by the tree at his neighbors
He liked the way the bark ripped off like paper
He pretended he was Superman, eyes had lasers
Every step he took turned earth into craters
Little brown jacket, Lee jeans with a cuff
Bowl cut, blue and yellow mismatched Chucks
He's a sitting duck, didn't hear the car pull up
Thought his arm broke when they shoved him in the trunk

[Verse 2]
Brake light, night light, choking on his tear snot
"Fear not" summarize the voice within an earshot
Muffled through the seats, stale smoke
He can hear Scott-Heron singing "Home Is Where the Hatred Is"
Home is where they took him from and he don't know who's taken him
Puffy eyes, pissed pants, sore throat, scream like a whisper
Fists beat the backseat every time he whimpers
He can see his own breath, it's the middle of the winter
X-Men hologram card that was in his coat
A single source of hope as they speedin' up the road
He traded comics for it, he got a sleeve for its protection
He's just glad he got it with him, it's his one possession
He miss his mom's affection
He miss the dinosaur blanket on the bed that he slept in
Miss throwing sticks so the dog would go fetch 'em
Missed makin' forts in the woods with his best friend