Vicarious

Vicarious

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,

Then (she) 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 (you)
Stare like a junkie into the TV

Stare like a zombie while the mother holds her child,
Watches him die,

Hands to the sky cryin "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 flowin'

Neither the brave nor bold

Nor brightest of stories told

We won't give pause until the blood is flowin'
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 fallin' down

Drum on grave and ground
Part vampire, part warrior,

Carnivore and voyeur

Stare at the transmittal.

Sing to the death rattle.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la-lie (x4)

Credulous at best

Your desire to believe in

Angels in the hearts of men.

But pull your head on out (of) your hippie haze

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.