Wouldn’t you like to know?
Surveillance in everyone’s backpack
Forgiveness will sway grief
Watch yourself projected on a screen
Surveillance in everyone’s backpack
When everything goes black
Watch yourself projected on a screen
I can feel all of them
When everything goes black
I sit here
I can feel all of them
Two people are in the other room.
I sit here
Forgiveness will sway grief
Two people are in the other room.
Wouldn’t you like to know?