Build my coffin silver and black Six angels in a Cadillac Two to sing Two to pray Two to carry my soul away
I got pictures of pain Runnin' through my brain I got pictures of pain Never gonna be the same Took a long time to know I'm a fool to let you go Now I'm lost, in the dark Mama way past the half-way mark
Say yeah Yeah yeah Pictures Pictures I got pictures of pain
Took some drug, man I'm zoned Everybody say Johnny you've grown Wrap my heart in yellow crime tape It ain't no good I can't escape
I got pictures of pain Runnin' through my brain I got pictures of pain Goin' right down the drain
Now all of my friends say, gone around the bend And I walk through the streets, draggin' my feet
Say yeah Yeah yeah Pictures Pictures I got pictures of pain