How can you say that you're not responsible?
What does it have to do with me?
What is my reaction, what should it be?
Confronted by this latest atrocityDriven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tearsHide my face in my hands
Shame wells in my throat
My comfortable existence
Is reduced to a shallow meaningless party
Seems that when some innocent die
All we can offer them is a page in a some magazine
Too many cameras and not enough food
This is what we've seenDriven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tearsProtest is futile
Nothing seems to get through
What's to become of our world
Who knows what to do
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tearsDriven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
