Eye on the TV cause tragedy thrills me Whatever flavour 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 Thats my kind of story Its no fun til someone dies Dont 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
Posted on: Fri, 11 Jul 2014 16:30:30 +0000
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