Luyện nghe bài hát Vicarious

Eye on the TV
'cause tragedy me
flavor it happens to be

"Killed by the husband" ...
"Drowned by the ocean" ...
"Shot by his own son" ...
"She used a in his tea,
Then (she) him goodbye"
That's my kind of
It's no fun til dies.

Don't look me at like I am a
Frown out one face, but with the other (you)
like a junkie into the TV
Stare like a zombie the mother holds her child,
him die,
Hands to the sky "why, oh why?"

Cause I to watch things die from a distance
Vicariously, I live while the world dies
You all need it too - lie.

Why we just admit it?
Why can't we admit it?
We won't give pause until the blood is
Neither the brave nor
Nor of stories told
We give pause until the blood is flowin'

I need to watch things die a good safe distance
Vicariously, I while the whole world dies
You all feel the so why can't we just admit it?

like rain fallin' down
Drum on and ground

Part vampire, warrior,
and voyeur
at the transmittal.
to the death rattle.

La, la, la, la, la, la, (x4)

at best
Your desire to in
Angels in the of men.
But pull your head on out (of) your haze
And a listen
Shouldn't have to say it all

The universe is
So
Devour to
So it is, so it's always ...

We all on tragedy.
It's blood to a vampire.

Vicariously, I live while the whole world
Much you than I.