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Eye on 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,
Pleas 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,
We won't give pause
Until the blood is flowing?
Neither the brave nor bold
Will write us a 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 admit it

Blood like rain, come down
Drum on grave and ground

Part vampire
Part warrior
Carnivore and voyeur
Stare at the transmitter
Sing to the death rattle


Credulous at best your desire to believe in
Angels in the hearts of men
Pull your heads on out, you hippies
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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