Do you know my name, the one that's on my grave?
It lives deep in your throat, choke it out when I pull you close
My phantom cock is much bigger than yours
She's still alive and it's me who's the ghost
Shed my skin everyday so that I can wear yours
Fits my emptiness like a glove and now I'll never let go
She's crawling free at last
From this body that's held me back
She's building a perfect home
Artificial in every mold
Slice me open and piss in my wounds
Makes me scream until I write something beautiful
Lock me up in a tomb engineered to perfection
But heaven can't build a more divine [redacted]
My phantom cock is much bigger than yours
She's still alive and it's me who's the ghost
Shed my skin everyday so that I can wear yours
Fits my emptiness like a glove and now I'll never let go