[Intro](instrumental — harsh distorted bass, pounding)[Verse 1] [Driving]
They've a nomenclature for the pigment of your eye, a genus for your sleep
A clinical assessment of the way your whole face behaves whenever you weep
Every twitch that you author gets abridged, redacted, filed and stamped
They hand you to the multitude and let the multitude get you vamped
[Pre-Chorus] [Building]
Hold still — let the calipers come measure what you are
Hold still — there's a pretty little label with your name on it, my czar
[Chorus] [Huge] [Distorted]
They said everything is data (data)
Every exhalation just a figure they can keep (they can keep)
Weigh me, rank me, name me, file me, leave me
Say it 'til it's true — everything is data
[Verse 2] [Driving]
A questionnaire about the way you fall in love, in triplicate
A ledger of your reveries, a tariff on the wishes you can't quit
They don't desire the aria, they desire the tally and the count
They don't desire the you of you — just the dossier and the discount
[Pre-Chorus] [Building]
Hold still — let the calipers come measure what you are
Hold still — there's a pretty little label with your name on it, my czar
[Chorus] [Huge] [Distorted]
They said everything is data (data)
Every exhalation just a figure they can keep (they can keep)
Weigh me, rank me, name me, file me, leave me
Say it 'til it's true — everything is data
[Bridge] [Stripped — vocal only]
If it can't be counted, does it count?
If it can't be tabulated, does it count?
(not yet — not yet — not yet)[Build-Up](everything... everything...)[Outro] [Huge] [Distorted]
They said everything is data!
(everything, everything, everything is data)
