An-

xious

steps

eve-

ry-

day

Through

the

halls

of

lear-

ning

She's

wat-

ching

eve-

ry

cor-

ner

she's

pray-

ing

for

a

war-

ning

She's

just

a

child

of

8

years

old

Al-

rea-

dy

scared

to

die

And

no

one's

done

a

fu-

cking

thing

But

watch

the

bul--

lets

fly

Our

nerves

are

cob-

webbed

with

the

dust

Of

at-

ro-

ci-

ty

The

dead-

ly

dai-

ly

spec-

tacle

E-

rodes

hu-

ma-

ni-

ty

Ja-

ded

and

de-

sen-

si-

tized

A

sprea-

ding

a-

pa-

thy

Fast

for-

got-

ten

thoughts

and

prayers

For

numb-

ers

on

a

screen

For

num-

bers

on

a

screen

A-

no-

ther

mas-

sacre

A-

no-

ther

day

gone

by

Is

this

the

new

ab-

nor-

mal?

Pur-

sui-

ng

il-

lu-

sions

as

we

turn

a

blind

eye

This

is

the

new

ab-

nor-

mal

An-

guished

steps

through

The

a-

shes

of

a

bla-

ckened

plain

He

used

to

walk

the

jungle

there

In

per-

fect

har-

mo-

ny

He's

an

old

man

of

80

years

Last

of

a

diffe-

rent

world

Prog-

ress

has

wiped

his

people

out

They

ne-

ver

will

re-

turn

Out

of

sight,

out

of

our

minds

Four

thou-

sand

miles

a-

way

Our

will-

ful

ig-

no-

rance

Will

turn

this

home

in-

to

a

grave

The

air

is

get-

ting

thin-

ner

Our

lungs

are

set

ab-

laze

We've

con-

sumed

our-

selves

to

death

Ca-

tast-

ro--

phe

A-

no-

ther

mas-

sacre

A-

no-

ther

mas-

sacre

A-

no-

ther

day

gone

by

Is

this

the

new

ab-

nor-

mal?

Pur-

sui-

ng

il-

lu-

sions

As

we

turn

a

blind

eye

This

is

the

new

ab-

nor-

mal

Slip

so

ea-

si-

ly

In-

to

dull

in-

dif-

fe-

rence

When

hor-

ror

has

been

nor-

ma-

lized

A

cy-

ni-

cal

de-

fense

But

I

can't

sit

there

si-

lent-

ly

And

watch

it

all

go

by

The

strong-

est

hearts

will

raise

their

voice

A-

gainst

the

mur-

derous

tide

No,

no

it

can't

go

on

like

this

Mil-

li-

ons

of

voi-

ces

E-

cho

in

the

dar-

kness,

scre-

aming

No,

no

I

won't

ac-

cept

this

The

faint

of

heart

will

fall

in

line

But

I

will

not

sub-

mit

A-

no-

ther

mas-

sacre

A-

no-

ther

day

gone

by

Is

this

the

new

ab-

nor-

mal?

Pur-

sui-

ng

il-

lu-

sions

As

we

turn

a

blind

eye

This

is

the

new

ab-

nor-

mal

Re-

ject

the

new

ab-

nor-

mal