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We are the middle children of history, raised by television to believe that someday we'll be millionares, and movie stars, and rock stars, but we won't. And we're just learning this factFight Club

And Chuck Palahniuk wrote Fight Club before the advent of reality TV.

Eye on the T.V. '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 the poison in his tea
and kissed him goodbye"
That's my kinda story
It's no fun until someone dies

Don't look at me like I am a monster.
Thrown out your one face
But with the other
Stare like a junkie into the T.V.
Stare like a zombie
While the mother holds her child
Watches him die
Pleads 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?

We won't give pause until the blood is flowing
Neither the brave nor bold, or writers of 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
Drown on grave and ground

Part vampire
Part warrior
Carnivore and voyeur
Stare at the transmitter
Sing to the death rattle

Lie (4x)

(Background news headline)

Credulous, divest 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 blood to a vampire

Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies
Much better you than IVicarious (Tool, 1,000 Days)