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