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Artist: Papa Roach
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Dead Cell
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Dead Cell
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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 freezin'?
Seizing this opportunity to speak
Ya didn't say nothin' but turn your fuckin' cheek
Dead cell! Dead cell!
Sick in the head, livin 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 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 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 ears 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 then turn them on
Process the 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 the data, make yourself the bomb (Dead cell)
Dead, Cell
Dead, Cell!
Dead cell! Dead cell!
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