Dead Cell Papa Roach

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Born with no soul, lack of control.
Cut from the mold of the anti-social.
Plug them in and turn on.
Process 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 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 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 turn on.
Process the data.
Make yourself the bomb.
No soul, lack control.
Cut from the mold of the anti-social.
Plug them in and turn 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 world.
Out comes lie when it's cut into thirds.
I don't belive what my eyes behold, No.
I don't belive what my ears are told, No.
Seizin 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 on.
Process the data.
Make yourself the bomb.
No soul, lack control.
(Dead cell!)
Cut from the mold of the anti-social.
(Dead cell!)
Plug them in and turn on.
(Dead cell!)
Process the data.
Make yourself the bomb.
(Dead cell!)

Dead cell, dead cell. (x2)


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