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Papa Roach

Dead Cell

 

Dead Cell

(álbum: Infest - 2000)


Born with no soul, lack of control
Cut from the mold of the anti-social
Plug them in and then turn them on
Process the data, make yourself the bomb

What is your target?
What is your reason?
Do you have emotions, is your heart freezing?
Seizing this opportunity to speak
You didn't say nothing but turn your fucking cheek

Dead cell
Dead cell

Sick in the head, living but dead, hear what I said
Learn a lesson from the almighty dread
Jah, mighty warrior, nothing's scarier
Kids are getting sick like malaria
Situation gets hairier, I'm throwing up all types of barriers, I'm telling ya
The kids are getting singled out
Let me hear the dead cells shout

Dead cell
Dead cell

Born with no soul, lack of control
Cut from the mold of the anti-social
Plug them in and then turn them on
Process the data, make yourself the bomb
No soul, no control
Cut from the mold of the anti-social
Plug them in and then turn them on
Process the data, make yourself the bomb

Stop pointing fingers cause we are the guilty
Of clean cut lines and truth that's filthy
Believe what is the root of the word
Out comes lie when it's cut into thirds
I don't believe what my eyes behold (No!)
I don't believe what my ears are told (No!)
Seizing this opportunity to speak
I'm saying something, don't turn your fucking cheek

Dead cell
Dead cell

Born with no soul, lack of control
Cut from the mold of the anti-social
Plug them in and then turn them on
Process the data, make yourself the bomb
No soul, lack of control (Dead cell)
Cut from the mold of the anti-social (Dead cell)
Plug them in and turn them on (Dead cell)
Process the data, make yourself the bomb (Dead cell)

Dead
Cell
Dead
Cell

Dead cell
Dead cell

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