We weren't born, Like you, Don't know our moms and dads. It's why we're messed up and pretty sad. Brain broken like we've been hit by a cybertruck, In the genetic lottery, we won, but in the family lottery, We're way out of luck. We'll never be what you call normal, We're not human, or alien, or insect, A corporate science project, They harvested our D - N - A, From long dead or retired relatives, Or even found our genes on other dimensions, Or I should mention, also, maybe outer space. We might be super powered, Like gods that walk on earth, But they found us in old fossils, Or asteroids that fell from a star, We're parentless, just orphaned, Born in a jar. Born in a jar. Owned by the corporation that made us, Though they lease us out for a price, Are we animals to them? Just an experiment? Sometimes they treat us bad, or treat us nice. We're their bread and butter, The big payday for them. We only have each other, But fight amongst ourselves, 'Cause of our emotional baggage, And psychological pain. We might be super powered, Like gods that walk on earth, But they found us in old fossils, Or asteroids that fell from a star, We're parentless, just orphaned, Born in a jar. Born in a jar.
