The phantom floats
I'm like a child he's my balloon
He's always there
Saliva on my neck
I should not look
That's how he gets inside your head
I try my best
But as soon as I forget
It's icy cold
It's a feeling that I like
I'm not aware of problems in my life
And I can't breathe
But it's okay it's all the same
It's turned to sludge
The blood that's in my veins
I'm very pleased
I'm gone and I can't complain
There's just one thing
Can't understand or start to explain
Well I have won
And all the things I want are mine
But I've become
A loser in my mind