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