Lyrics Dead Cell - Live at INFEST IN-Studio, 2020 - Papa Roach

Go!
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 freezing?
Seizing this opportunity to speak
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, mighty warrior, yeah, nothing′s scarier, yeah
Kids are getting sick like malaria, yeah
Situation gets hairier
Throwing up all types of barriers, I'm telling ya
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 then turn them 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 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!
Seizing 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 then turn them on
Process the data, make yourself the bomb
No soul, lack control
Cut from the mold of the anti-social
Ahh, turn them on
Process the data, make yourself the bomb
Dead cell
Dead cell!
Dead cell
Dead cell