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Dead Cell Lyrics
musician: Papa Roach
Born with no soul, lack of control Cut from the mold of the anti-social Plug them in and 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 freezin' Seizing this opportunity to speak Ya didn't say nothing' but turn your fuckin' 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
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 the data, make yourself the bomb
Stop pointing fingers 'cause we are the guilty Of clean cut lies 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 hears are told, no Seizin' this opportunity to speak I'm saying something Don't turn your fuckin' 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 the data, make yourself the bomb
Papa Roach - Dead Cell Lyrics
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