Dying Work Of Art lyrics

You're just dying to be a living work of art All your life looked down upon Outcasted since your birth Fantasy and insanity co-existing in your mind You're just dying to be a dying work of art Climb to the highest building Reach for the stars Make sure that rope's secured Then tie it around your neck Dip your hands in strongest glue Make sure it'll hold Hands attached in sides of your head You can finally let it go Decapitated by long rope Final snapping tone Only glued hands still hold They hold the severed head Morning comes and people see a dying work of art Sculptured by rigor mortis, the last gruesome stance There it is, by the end of the rope Hands grasping severed head Torso recently deceased A dying work of art