Addicted to DX

Your computer's on, you're data's in
Your mind is lost amidst the din
Your palms sweat, your keyboard shakes
Another transform is what it takes
You can't sleep, you can't eat
You have runs, you must repeat
You squeeze the mouse, it starts to squeak
A new analysis will look less bleak

Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stats, oh yeah
It's closer to the truth to say you need your fix
You know you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to Dee Ex