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Papa Roach
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Dead Cell (Live)
Lyricist:David Buckner, Tobin Esperance, Jr., Jerry Horton, Jacoby Shaddix
Born with no soul, lack of control Cut from the mold of the anti-social Plug them in and turn them on Process 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 Ya didn't say nothin' 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 nutty warrior, nothing's scarier Kids are getting sick like malaria
Situation get harrier, throwing up all types of barriers I'm tellin' 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 turn them on Process data, make yourself the bomb
No soul, no control Cut from the mold of the anti-social Plug them in and turn them on Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Process 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 Sezin' 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 turn them on Process data, make yourself the bomb
No soul, no control (Dead cell) Cut from the mold of the anti-social (Dead cell) Plug them in and turn them on (Dead cell) Process data, make yourself the bomb (Dead cell)
Dead cell, dead cell Dead cell, dead cell
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