Vicarious lyrics
by Tool
I own 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 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 stories told,
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 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 ***, 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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