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Queen Of The Damned Miscellaneous Dead Cell Born with no soul Lack of control Cut from the mold of the antisocial Plug 'em in and then, turn them on Process the data, make yourself, a bomb What is your target, what is your reason Do you have emotions, is your heart freezin Seezin, this opportunity to speak Ya didn't say nuttin, 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 Nothing's scarier Kids are gettin sick, like malaria Situation gets harrier I'm 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 'em in and then, turn them on Process the data, make yourself, the bomb No soul, no control Cut from the mold of the antisocial Plug 'em in and then, turn them on Process the data, make yourself the bomb Stop pointin 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! Seezin, this opportunity to speak I'm sayin somethin, 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 'em in and then, turn them on Process the data, make yourself, the bomb No soul (dead cell), no control Cut from the mold of the (dead cell) anti-social Plug 'em in and then, turn them (dead cell) on Process the data, make yourself (dead cell) the bomb Dead. Cell. Dead CELL...! Dead cell. Dead cell. |
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