Being a ghost isn't all that
Haunting to do because we're jealous of you
I'm unloved (what?) undreamed of (what?)
Nothing to say, we cry "oh, why? oh, why?"
Being a ghost is the most boring
I'm full of holes when the rain is pouring
I saw poltergeist, but it's no where as nice
Cause every wall i walk through, someone i can't talk to
I'm not too excited to be a apparition and all
Have faith, and have delighted (?)
After all afterlife's not fair
I'm not into been to being one with thin air
I have the hardest time trying to scare away my presentations passed off
As halucinations on a vacation from the 5 senses as well as the 6th sense of humor
At least that's the rumor
Being a ghost isn't all that
Haunting to do because we're jealous of you
I'm unloved (what?) undreamed of (what?)
Nothing to say, we cry "oh, why? oh, why?"x2
Being a ghost is close to holding a rookie (?) that doesn't hold you (hold you)
While we're shower, i wish i wasn't watching you through this one way window in limbo
No where to go, i have no potential though
Have any goals, and no residential
Eventually a change of part will start me off with the back to wash off feet invisible
If i only i could be more colorful, but lines to stay inside
Would i laugh?, let's flash back to the world when i was in it
(he'll be dead in 60 seconds) well he'll have to wait a minute
Being a ghost isn't all that
Haunting to do because we're jealous of you
I'm unloved (what?) undreamed of (what?)
Nothing to say, we cry "oh, why? oh, why?"
Being a ghost isn't that great
I made a date with god to discuss if i could rejuvinate back to my late physical form
I had to fill out a form, and my appearance was born into the true me, new me
Remodeled, me, disembodied now i'm embodied with flesh
Out on the beach i forgot what it feels like to make a imprint in the sand underneath
Going deep in the water buff waves crashed in, smashed in my head, smack dab on the rocks
So my body is lying in the box so i'm sad to say i'm back in the same spot
Ghost