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Interpret: Papa roach Žánr: Národnost: - Poslední album: Infest |
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TEXTY PÍSNÍ / PAPA ROACH / DEAD CELL |
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DEAD CELLInterpret: Papa roach Text písně 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 freezin'? Seizing this opportunity to speak Ya didn't say nothin' but turn your f*ckin' cheek Dead cell (x2) Sick in the head, living but dead Hear what I said? Learn a leason from the almighty dread Jah, nutty warrior, nothing's scarier Kids are getting sick like malaria Situation gets harrier Throwing up all types of barriers, I'm telling ya' The kids are getting singled out, let me hear the dead cells shout Dead cell (x2) 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 Stop pointing fingers Cause we are the guilty of clean cut lies And a 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 f*ckin' cheek Dead cell (x2) 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 Dead ... cell Dead ... CELL!!!!! Dead cell (x2) Komentáře |