Lyrics:

And if you want beautiful, pitiful, have me in a picture

And if you want make me dance, throw me round, spin upon your finger



Blind labors the blind and I am unwilling to uncover my eyes



And if you want take your time rifle through, find a very nice one

If there's a crease in my face over time, there's plenty more where that came from



Words frozen, will thaw when I am wasted, I am... better shut up

And a frame is quite confining, hang me up...hang me up



I'm in the photograph

I'm in the photograph

I'm in the photograph... yeah yeah



(Picture this)



When i'm alone and the world is a fist, I am weightless

A universe, gravitate, orchestrates, well I am fearless

And spin, the sky surrounding free from all the picture perfect

And spin the sky surrounding, larger than life, meanwhile



I'm in the photograph

I'm in the photograph

I'm in the photograph... hey yeah



::interlude::



I'm in the photograph

(see me still)

I'm in the photograph

(see me still)

I'm in the photograph... hey yeah yeah

(see me still x 3)