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    Hm.

    Eye on the the TV
    '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 a poison
    in his tea...kissed him goodbye"
    It's my kind of story
    It's no fun 'til 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 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
    write as the story's 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 falling down
    Drawn by the brave and proud

    Part vampire
    Part warrior
    Carnivorous Voyuer
    Stare at the transmitter
    Sing to the death rattle

    La, la, la, la, la, la-la-lie (x4)

    Credulous at best
    Your desire to believe in
    Angels in the hearts of men
    But pull your head on out
    you hippies and 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 I


    PSN: zSkill_Palad1n_-


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    Ahaha, good song. I'll do ya one better. =P



    10 to 2 AM, X, Yogi DMT, and a box of Krispy Kremes,
    in my "need to know" pose, just outside of Area 51
    Contemplating the whole "chosen people" thingy
    when a flaming stealth banana split the sky
    like one would hope but never really expect
    to see in a place like this.
    Cutting right angle donuts on a dime
    and stopping right at my Birkenstocks,
    and me yelping...

    Holy ****ing shit!

    Then the X-Files being,
    Looking like some kind of blue-green Jackie Chan
    with Isabella Rossellini lips, and breath that reeked of
    vanilla Chig Champa
    Did a slow-mo Matrix descent
    Outta the butt end of the banana vessel
    And hovered above my bug-eyes, my gaping jaw,
    and my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip,
    and all I could think was:
    "I hope Uncle Martin here doesn't notice
    that I pissed my ****in' pants."

    So light in his way,
    Like an apparition, that
    He had me crying out,
    "**** me
    It's gotta be
    the Deadhead Chemistry
    The blotter got right on top of me
    Got me seein' E-mother****in'-T!"

    And after calming me down
    with some orange slices
    and some fetal spooning,
    E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose.
    He said, "You are the Chosen One,
    the One who will deliver the message.
    A message of hope for those who choose to hear it
    and a warning for those who do not."
    Me. The Chosen One?
    They chose me!!!
    And I didn't even graduate from ****in' high school.

    You'd better...
    You'd better...
    You'd better...
    You'd better listen.

    Then he looked right through me
    With somniferous almond eyes
    Don't even know what that means
    Must remember to write it down
    This is so real
    Like the time Dave floated away
    See, my heart is pounding
    'Cause this shit never happens to me

    I can't breathe right now!

    It was so real,
    Like I woke up in Wonderland.
    All sorta terrifying
    I don't wanna be all alone
    While I tell this story.
    And can anyone tell me why
    Y'all sound like Peanuts parents?
    Will I ever be coming down?
    This is so real
    Finally, it's my lucky day
    See, my heart is racing
    'Cause this shit never happens to me

    I can't breathe right now!

    You believe me, don't you?
    Please believe what I've just said!
    See the Dead ain't touring
    And this wasn't all in my head.
    See, they took me by the hand
    And invited me right in.
    Then they showed me something
    I don't even know where to begin.

    Strapped down to my bed
    Feet cold and eyes red
    I'm out of my head
    Am I alive? Am I dead?
    Can't remember what they said
    God damn, shit the bed.

    Hey ...

    Overwhelmed as one would be, placed in my position.
    Such a heavy burden now to be the One
    Born to bear and bring to all the details of our ending,
    To write it down for all the world to see.

    But I forgot my pen
    Shit the bed again ...
    Typical.

    Strapped down to my bed
    Feet cold and eyes red
    I'm out of my head
    Am I alive? Am I dead?
    Sunkist and Sudafed
    Gyroscopes and infrared
    Won't help, I'm brain dead
    Can't remember what they said
    God damn, shit the bed

    I can't remember what they said to me
    Can't remember what they said to make me out to be the hero
    Can't remember what they said
    Bob help me!
    Can't remember what they said

    We don't know, and we won't know (x12)

    God damn, shit the bed!

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    Fuck off.


    I,
    met a boy,
    wearing Vans,
    501s,
    and a dope,
    beastie-tee,
    nipple rings,

    new tattoos,
    that claimed tha he
    was OGT,
    back from '92,
    from the first EP.
    And in between
    sips of coke
    he told me
    that he thought we
    were sellin' out,
    layin' down,
    suckin' up
    to the man.
    Well now I've got some advice for you, little buddy.
    Before you point your finger you should know that I'm the man,
    and if I'm the man, then you're the man, and he's the man as well
    so you can point that ****in' finger up your aaaaaaaaaaass!



    All you know about me is what I've sold you,
    Dumb ****.
    I sold out long before you ever even heard my name.
    I sold my soul to make a record,
    Dip shit,
    and then you bought ooone.
    I've got some Advice for you, little buddy.
    Before you point your finger you should know that I'm the man.
    If I'm the ****in' man then you're the ****in' man as well,
    So you can point that ****in' finger up your aaaaaaaaaaaaaass!

    consume,
    be fruitful,
    and multiply

    All you know about me is what I've sold you,
    Dumb ****.
    I sold out long before you ever even heard my name.
    I sold my soul to make a record,
    Dip shit,
    and then you bought oooooooooooone!

    All you
    read and
    Wear or
    see and
    Hear on
    TV
    Is a
    product
    Begging
    for your
    Fatass
    dirty
    Dollar.
    So ... Shut up and
    Buy, my
    Buy, myyy
    new record
    Buy, my
    Buy,
    Send more money
    (Fuuuuuck you, buddy! 4x)


    PSN: zSkill_Palad1n_-


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    You would think repeating song lyrics would be cool, but it isn't.

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