Living On A Knife Edge Lyrics

Everytime I go out,
I think I'm bring checked out,
Faceless people watching on a TV screen
Do you begin to sense it,
Just beneath the surface
Reflections of a window
Whilst walking down the street
Computers are abused,
School records are fed
Police are checking on what you said
The number of your car's fed into a box
Your journey's being checked,
It's a paradox
Duplicate forms, and ID cards
Are next in line to disregard

Future generations are relying on us
It's a world we've made - Incubus

We're living on a knife edge,
Looking for the ground