Papa Roach Follow

Born with no soul, lack of control
Cut from the mold of the anti-social
Plug them in and turn them on
Process 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
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 tellin' 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 them on
Process data, make yourself the bomb

No soul, no control
Cut from the mold of the anti-social
Plug them in and turn them on
Process 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
Sezin' 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 them on
Process data, make yourself the bomb

No soul, no control
(Dead cell)
Cut from the mold of the anti-social
(Dead cell)
Plug them in and turn them on
(Dead cell)
Process data, make yourself the bomb
(Dead cell)

Dead cell, dead cell
Dead cell, dead cell