Dead Cell (live) - Papa Roach

Born with no soul, lack of control

Cut from the mold of the anti-social

Plug 'em in and then turn 'em on

Process the data, make yourself the bomb

What is your target? What is your reason?

Do you have emotions? Is your heart freezing?

Seizin', this opportunity to speak

You didn't say nuthin' 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, nothin's scarier

Kids are gettin' sick like malaria

Situation gets hairier

I'm throwing up all types of barriers

I'm tellin' you

The kids are getting singled out

Let me hear the Dead Cell shout

Dead Cell! Dead Cell!

Born with no soul, lack of control

Cut from the mold of the anti-social

Plug 'em 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 'em in and then turn them on

Process the data make yourself the bomb

Stop pointing fingers cause we all are guilty

Of clean cut lies and the 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 'em on

Process the data make yourself the bomb

No soul, no control

Cut from the mold of the anti-social

Plug them in and then turn 'em on

Process the data make yourself the bomb

Dead... Cell...

Dead... CELL!

Dead Cell! Dead Cell!