Pretty Picture

(Death is... I tell you
 I don't care how many screams you
 hear, I don't care how many anguished cries
 Death is a million times preferable to ten more days of this life
 If you knew what was ahead of you, if you knew what was ahead of you
 You'd be glad to be stepping over tonight)
 My back to the wall
 With the plans that I made for the song
 Can you hear me sing?
 Can you hear my serenade?
 Never mind the irony
 My face in the cloud
 Let the bones pick loud
 Bitter melancholy could never fail me now
 Better song from the pedestal
 Sermons of better words
 My back to the wall
 Feeling fast, make a line from the back
 Keep the itty-bitties calm as we all prepare for the masquerade
 For the razor blade
 Must've lost my name
 But I sure do clean up good
 Pretty pictures
 Do you like me?
 Would you follow me home?
 No more talk, no words
 Join the revolution
 Pretty pictures
 Do you like me?
 Would you die for me?
 My voice to the tape
 With the ceremony
 Set light to the page
 Let it burn in the memory
 You will remember me
 My back to the gun when it comes to the brim
 And it drips to the [?]
 To be sealed forever in the plastic picture of me
 Take a picture of me
 Must've lost my name
 But I sure do clean up good
 Pretty pictures
 Do you like me?
 Would you follow me home?
 No more talk, no words
 Join the revolution
 Pretty pictures
 Do you like me?
 Will you die for me?
 Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh
 Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh
 Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
 Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh
 Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh
 Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
 (We didn't commit suicide
 We committed an act of revolutionary suicide
 Protesting the conditions of an inhumane world)
 Must've lost my name
 But I sure do clean up good
 Pretty pictures
 Do you like me?
 Would you follow me home?
 No more talk, no words
 Join the revolution
 Pretty pictures
 Do you like me?
 Would you die for me?
 Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh
 Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh
 Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
 Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh
 Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh
 Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
 (...Of the relaxation of stepping over to the next plane?
 So set an example for others
 We've set one thousand people who say,
 "We don't like the way the world is...")