I'm/ we are- it's your name and surname
Only very thin line between
Tomorrow you or I will be blamed
We are random passers-by our efforts are insane.
Is this just a systematic mayhem?
Or such a paranoid system?
Where truth, unnecessary and alien,
Burns itself alive in front of blind citizens.
Chorus:
And this is the norm, the norm
Black and white thriller without the smell of popcorn
Norm, norm
The philosophy of fear is the main platform
Norm, norm
Social violence in our federation is a standard form
Norm, norm, norm, norm
What was unacceptable just yesterday
Will become the norm with the morning ray
Tomorrow comes to all with a Hurray
With good warrants from the committee of evil, which we pay
Shit, I say!
I'm/ we are-type of 21 percent
Muddy, undesirable element
Their every phony and random policeman
Has a document for this experiment
Chorus:
Norm
All this is the norm
Sigh of chloroform
And a niche next to the corn
Cosy, spacious prison
Shiny uniforms
Half step to storm
Half step to storm
All this is the norm
And all that norm
As a sentence to us
Hangs like an axe over
The sound is getting louder and closer
Of signal horn and
Half step to storm
Half step to storm
Chorus:
P.