Interpret:

Papa Roach

Album:

Infest

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 da bomb 


What is your target? 
What is your reason? 
Do you have emotions? 
Is your heart freezing? 
Seizin, this opportunity to speak 
Ya 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 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 tha 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 tha 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 tha 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 da bomb 


Dead 
Cell 
Dead 
CEEEEELL! 


Dead cell! Dead cell!