Eye on the TV 'cause tragedy thrills me
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
Why can't we just admit it?
Why can't we just admit it?
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