Lyrics:

Take this blood from my veins
And paint me a masterpiece of
A parade, a parade of the dead sun
Bang, bang

(Writing this letter to you) Writing this letter to you
(I slice my wrists by way) Kill their leader
(Of paper scars and pictures frames) And watch his family die
(Of all you left behind) Family die

Last man, last man standing is a joke
In spite of the

(When white) Glorious head shots
(Bleeds into red) Glorious head shots and 8-by-10s
(When white) In exchange for your conspiracy
(Bleeds into red)
(When white) We all give thanks
(Bleeds into red) Time to stop and we'll decide
(When white) A side of contempt
(Bleeds into red) of false memories

Then the name won't exist
Set him on death row
Go on, let, let this happen

That's, that's all that you get
That's all you get, that's all you get, fuck
(In, in the, the ground, in the ground
In the ground, in the ground, the ground)

Put the dead Kennedy in the ground
In the ground, in the ground
The name does not live on
Not live on