terrible ghost
stephen lynch
i can't even wish for death
because i drew my last breath
about a thousand years ago
know all i can do is roam
around someone else's home
haunting people i don't know
how i wish that i could quit
cause i hate all this spooky shit
i'd rather smoke a bowl instead
i don't mean to be untoward
i think i'll just go back to bead
that i've learned how to scare a child or two
all the other ghosts are dicks
don't get me started on those chicks
they see right through me
i don't care i'm too forlorn