The Kennedy Curse

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

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

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 (pass the stuffing with a side)
When white (a side of contempt)
Bleeds into red (false memories)

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

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

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