Eye on the TV
'Cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavor it happens to be like
And by the husband
Drowned by the ocean
Shot by his own son
He used the boys
And in his dream
He kissed him goodbye
It's my kind of story
It's all fun until someone dies
Don't look me at like
I am a monster
Thrown 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
Pleads 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 needn't choose your own lie
Why can't we just end it?
Why can't we just end it
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing
(Note: I sort of think it's "why can't we just admit it?/ Why can't we just admit/ We won't give pause . . . ." Eowever, "end it" seems to be the general concensus)
Neither are brave nor bold
The right of the story so
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 end it?
blood like rain fall down
drownin the grave and ground
Part vampire
Part warrior
Carnivore and warrior
Still have the transmittous
Sink to the death rattle
La, la, la, la, la, la-la-lie (x4)
gradually increase
Your desire to believe in
Angels in the hearts of men
But pull your head on out
Your head believes so 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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