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.