Eye on the the TV
Cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavor it happens to be, like
Killed by the husband
Drowned by the ocean
Shot by his own son
She used a poison in his tea
And kissed him goodbye
That's my kind of story
It's no fun 'til someone dies | | Don't look at me like I am a monster
Frown out your one face,
But with the other
Stare like a junkie
Into the TV
Stare like a zombie |
While the mother holds her child
Watches him die
Hands to the sky crying,
Why, oh why? | | Cause I need to watch things die
From a distance
Vicariously I live
While the whole world dies
You all need it too, don't lie |
Why can't we just admit it?
Why can't we just admit it?
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing
Neither the brave nor bold
Are right as the story's told
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing | | I need to watch things die
From a good safe distance
Vicariously I live
While the whole world dies
You all feel the same, so
Why can't we just admit it? |
Blood like rain falling down
Drum on brave and proud
Part vampire,
Part warrior
Carnivore and voyuer
Stare at the transmittal
Sing to the death rattle | | La, la, la, la, la, la-la-lie |
Credulous at best
Your desire to believe in
Angels in the hearts of men
But pull your head on out
Your head please and give a listen
Shouldn't have to say it all again
The universe is hostile, so impersonal
Devour to survive so it is,
So it's always been | | We all feed on tragedy
It's like blood to a vampire |
Vicariously I...
Live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I |
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