Vicarious-Tool

nobodyhere

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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, Then 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 cryin why, oh why? 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. Credulous at best Your desire to believe in Angels in the hearts of men. But pull your head on out 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.