Luyện nghe bài hát Vicarious

Eye on the TV
'cause thrills me
Whatever flavor it to be

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

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

Cause I need to watch things die from a
Vicariously, I live the whole world dies
You all it too - don't lie.

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

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

like rain fallin' down
Drum on grave and

Part vampire, warrior,
Carnivore and
at the transmittal.
Sing to the rattle.

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

Credulous at
Your to believe in
Angels in the of men.
But pull your head on out (of) hippie haze
And give a
Shouldn't to say it all again

The is hostile
So
Devour to
So it is, so it's been ...

We all on tragedy.
like blood to a vampire.

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