Now I Am smoking a bowl
Lighting up after filling like cup
& cornering the bowl before you inhale
Breathing oxygen is growing old and stale
Filling lungs with green feels refreshing to Me
& then – exhaling smoke from my lungs like exhaust
When I Am being carried away, N a gale of cold wind, so
Just keep blowin’ until feeling deflated like a balloon
& so surely – all of the smoke N Me has been emptied
But wait, taking a quick breath, letting more out
Guessing I took quite the deep breath & yet
With every subsequent one, it continues
So maybe ’cause it’s so cold? Could be
But not really where I am right now
Sending §trange sensations as well
Sometimes, like vibrations, others
As haunted hugs & cold caresses
Maybe even tasting spector spit
After a ghost slips you a kiss
So the longer I contemplate
Maybe I’m on to something
When I said it feels haunting
Like there’s a banshee behind me
Which reminds me, this breath thing
It’s something I’ve already seen on T.V., but
I won’t go on my rant about how I Am Danny Phantom
Smoking a bowl
Light up after filling like cup
Corner the bowl before you inhale
Breathing oxygen is growing old and stale
Filling lungs with green feels refreshing to Me
As I exhale smoke from my lungs like exhaust
Then being carried away N a gale of cold wind
Keep blowing ’til feeling deflated like balloons
Surely all the smoke N Me has been emptied
But wait, take a quick breath, lets more out
I guess I took quite the deep breath, yet
With every subsequent one, it continues
Maybe ’cause it’s so cold? Could be
But not really where I am right now
As well as sending §trange sensations
Sometimes, like vibrations, others
As haunted hugs & cold caresses
Maybe even tasting spector spit
After a ghost slips you a kiss
So the longer I contemplate
Maybe I’m on to something
When I said it feels haunting
Like there’s a banshee behind me
Which reminds me, this breath thing
It’s something I’ve already seen on T.V., but
Won’t go rant about how I am Danny Phantom