And you thought you were such a goodie goodie

We all thrive on others' pain at times so just admit it.

VICARIOUS

Eye on the TV

'Cause tragedy thrills me

Whatever flavour

It happens to be like

Killed by the husband

Drowned by the ocean

Shot by his own son

She used the poison in his tea

And kissed him goodbye

That's my kinda story

It's no fun 'til someone dies

Don't look at me likeI 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

The writers of stories sold

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

Drawn on grave and ground

Part vampire

Part warrior

Carnivore and voyeur

Stare at the transmitter

Sing to the death rattle

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

Incredulous at best your desire to believe in

Angels in the hearts of men

Pull your head on out

Your head believes it 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 bood to a vampire

Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies

Much better you than I

Lyrics by Tool from "Vicarious"