no co ty, ten urywek zgadza siê z wersj±, któr± ja mam, a która, notabene ma 14.7 MB...
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eye on 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 the poison in his tea
then kissed him goodbye"
that's my kind of story;
it's no fun til 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 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 needed to judge on lie.
why can't we just admit it, why can't we just admit?
we won't give pause until the blood is flowing near the grave no more
right 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, come down
drown the raven now.
come, vampire, come warrior, carnivor and voyeur.
step at the transmit to sink to the death rattle.
la la la la la lie lie lie
la la la la la lie lie lie
la la la la la la la lie
gradualist and pass your desire to believe in angels in the hearts of men
pull your head out, not your hip
the angel never listened, 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.
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