Vicarious — Tool

I own the TV 'Cause tragedy thrills me Whatever flavor it happens to be like And by the husband Drowned by the ocean Shot by his own son He used a poison

And in his dream He kissed him goodbye Thats my kind of story It's no fun until 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 needn't choose your own lie

Why can't we just admit? Why can't we just admit? We won't give pause until the blood is flowing In the grave no more The right of 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?

Blood like rain fell down ...grave and drown

Part vampire Part warrior Carnivore and warrior Still have the transmitter Sink 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

Your desire to believe in Angels in the hearts of men But pull your head on out Your hands, take 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 like you and I