Papa Roach — Dead Cell

[Chorus] Born with no soul, lack of control Cut from the mold of the anti-social Plug them in and turn 'em on Process the data, make yourself the bomb [Verse 1] 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 nothin but "turn your fucking cheek" Dead Cell! Dead Cell! [Verse 2] Sick in the head, livin' 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! [Chorus] Born with no soul, lack of control Cut from the mold of the anti-social Plug 'em in and turn 'em on Process the data, make yourself the bomb No soul, no control Cut from the mold of the anti-social Plug 'em in and turn 'em on Process the data, make yourself the bomb [Verse 3] Stop pointing fingers cause we all are guilty Of clean cut lies and truth that's filthy Believe what is the root of the word Out comes lies 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! [Chorus] Born with no soul, lack of control Cut from the mold of the anti-social Plug 'em in and turn 'em on Process the data, make yourself the bomb No soul, no control Cut from the mold of the anti-social Plug 'em in and turn 'em on Process the data, make yourself the bomb Dead - Cell Dead - Cell Dead Cell! Dead Cell!