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 kissed him goodbye"

That's my kind of story

It's no fun till 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

Will write us 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 admit it?

Blood like rain falling 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

La-la-la-la, la-la, la-lie

La-la-la-la, la-la, la-lie

La-la-la-la, la-la, la-lie

Credulous at best your desire to believe in

Angels in the hearts of men

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