Dead Cell Songtext
von Papa Roach

Born with no soul, lack of control
Cut from the mold of the anti-social
Plug ′em in and then turn it 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
You didn't say nothing, 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 gets hairier
I'm throwing up all types of barriers
I'm tellin′ ya, 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
Believer 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 ′em 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 ′em in and then turn them on (dead cell)
Process the data, make yourself the bomb (dead cell)

Dead cell
Dead cell!
Dead cell
Dead cell