Cool Smoke

I lose my voice when you move like that, cool schools,
And I keep coming back.
On the edge of my bed sheet and my mom,
But it burns in my head.
I tried it, but you called me a mirror, one little crack,
And you're already here.
Cool smokes hang in the air with me,
Cool smokes come a little closer, please.
I lose my grip when you move like that, cool smokes,
And I keep coming back.