Everytime I go out, I think I'm bring checked out,
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Faceless people watching on a TV screen
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Do you begin to sense it, just beneath the surface
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Reflections of a window whilst walking down the street
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Computers are abused, school records are fed
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Police are checking on what you said
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The number of your car's fed into a box
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Your journey's being checked, it's a paradox
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Duplicate forms, and ID cards are next in line to disregard
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Future generations are relying on us
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It's a world we've made - Incubus
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We're living on a knife edge, looking for the ground
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Living On A Knife Edge
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| Hawkwind |
