Catalepsy Statistic
You think you've got it all figure out
And you live to play the game
But as long as you are doing as you're told
You're just a number with no name
Swallow your pride
And wake up from this coma
Our time is ticking away
So get off your hands and knees
You watch them bleed us dry
And you never stop to question why
In your head
You may find the answers aren't so clear
In the end
You're just a statistic
Rise up and take a stand
They cannot stop us all
