Petty Statistic

    Come on, soldier, you can be yourself,

    you're just like you you're like nobody else.

    Count your blessings not the things you aren't,

    cause no-one's keeping track of your scorecard.

     

    Trace me, place me in a box.

    Why am i aiming for the cheap talks?

    I'm the master of my own ball court, and

    baby I'm just not your average sort.

     

    I won't be the someone that you pigeonhole.

    I, I won't let you sculpt me like a piece of dough.

    Roll me, knead me and break me, but

    I won't be, I won't be, I won't be your petty statistic.

    Do you tick the boxes to achieve

    this grand milestone expected by your age?

    Have you tried these 25 must dos?

    Don't let time pass, don't take too long to choose.

    Everyone is doing this and that -

    or so I'm told, rumours they do behold

    questions I have answered in my head

    but no-one's ever asked me them.

    I won't be the someone that you pigeonhole.

    I, I won't let you sculpt me like a piece of dough.

    Roll me, knead me and break me, but

    I won't be, I won't be, I won't be your petty statistic.

    I won't be the someone that you pigeonhole.

    I, I won't let you sculpt me like a piece of dough.

    Roll me, knead me and break me, but

    I won't be, I won't be, I won't be your petty statistic.