Dan Phantom

Feel like a ghost I'm not a live Somethings different Like a died Feel like a ghost You look through me Am I translucent Why aren't people seeing My name tag make me look like tombstone Too stoned, too even become emotional Stone cold, cold breeze, ghostly, supernatural voices always telling me things Dye my hair white Opposite of my insides Dye my hair white People look when I pass by Die my hair white Brown green eyes And i'm feeling like I'm dead inside You can call me Dan phantom You can call me You can call me Dan phantom You can call me You can call me Wardrobe black hoodie like I'm like the grim-reaper Talk dirty need the tv PG bleeper Grab a shovel, help me dig my hole deeper Horror story hear about me from the crypt keeper Boney figure, when I'm skinny dipping In the ghost realm when I'm nightly tripping Am I undead cause I'm barely living Catch me chilling out with the unforgiven Dye my hair white Opposite of my insides Dye my hair white People look when I pass by Die my hair white Brown green eyes And I'm feeling like I'm dead inside You can call me Dan phantom You can call me You can call me Dan phantom You can call me You can call me Wish I could walk through walls disappear and fly Away From this place, My postmortem head space is making me head case Exercise me, with bible to the face You can call me You can call me You can call me Dan phantom You can call me You can call me Dan phantom You can call me You can call me