Here's some paper, spill your history

Nearly each day I enter a world
Of paper people and paper mentalities
The sponge away all my facts
No matter what you want
They have a form for it
So they can file you away
And watch your number
Big brother sounds friendly
And even war looks fun, even war

Life in forms
It fades you away
Nothing left
For the day

Life in forms
It fades you away
Nothing left
For the day

You can't categorise in my eyes

We're sectioned off and kept like mice
Our lives on A4 stacked so high
You must tell all you know
Privacy is something in the past
Hold any secrets if you dare
When you know everything
About a persons life
You can control it
With forms of FEAR, of FEAR

Life in forms
It fades you away
Nothing left
For the day

Life in forms
It fades you away
Nothing left
For the day