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Live and Murderous in Chicago
Live - 22 novembre 2005 - Debaser id 287959

di Papa Roach

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Dead Cell (03:32)
Papa Roach • Live and Murderous in Chicago
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
You 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 you
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
Cell!

Dead Cell! Dead Cell!
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Be Free (03:50)
Papa Roach • Live and Murderous in Chicago
I woke up and I feel like shit
I don't remember last night I'm getting sick of this
I hit the bottle when I got off stage
And got piss drunk stupid and I went in a rage
I think I might have got in a fight
Because my knuckles were bloody and I don't feel all right

I hit the bottle and I don't even care
They say I'm going to hell but I am already there

Sick and tired of being sick and tired

I wanna be free from this ball and chain
Be free from this life of pain
Be free from this ball and chain
I wanna be free from you

Now I'm full of guilt and shame
I can't point a finger cause there's no one to blame
So I say I'll never do it again
But when the sun goes down
You are my only friend
I think that I am starting to see
I have become everything I never wanted to be
I'm really getting sick of myself
Cause when I look into the mirror I see somebody else

Sick and tired of being sick and tired

I wanna be free from this ball and chain
Be free from this life of pain
Be free from this ball and chain
I wanna be free from you
(x2)

Sick and tired of being sick and tired
So sick and tired of being sick and tired(x2)

I wanna be free from this ball and chain
Be free from this life of pain
Be free from this ball and chain
I wanna be free from you(x2)

I wanna be free from you (x2)
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Life Is a Bullet (02:58)
Papa Roach • Live and Murderous in Chicago
My mind has been shut down
My friends have been let down
What is the reason
There's millions of reasons

Single me out
Tear off my front
Make me expose what I conceal

Life As A Bullet
The bloodstains will prove it
It's tearing through you and me
Not caring about you or me

Now I could explain everything
You cursed the fire
Now fuck the flame
What is the reason
There's millions of reasons

Blindfold me now
Spin me around
Spin me around
Picking me up
When I fall down

Life As A Bullet
The bloodstains will prove it
It's tearing through you and me
Not caring about you or me

Today I feel blue
My head is in the clouds
Separate me
My soul from my body

Today I feel blue
My head is in the clouds
Separate me
My soul from my body

Feeling so lonely
I'm not the only one
Separate me
My soul from my body

'Cause I'm in love with too many things
And I hate every thing

Single me out
Tear off my front
Make me expose what I conceal

Blindfold me now
Spin me around
Spin me around
Picking me up
When I fall down

'Cause Life As A Bullet
The bloodstains will prove it
It's tearing through you and me
Not caring about you or me

I'm in love with too many things
And I hate every thing.
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Done With You (03:51)
Papa Roach • Live and Murderous in Chicago
I count the days that we have spent apart
I've got a bad liver and a broken heart
There's no salvation in the comfort of you (comfort of you)
And I finally realize your tearing me apart

So help me, save me,
Tell me that the end is near
Help me, save me
Tell me that the end is here
I am done with you

You've made my life completely miserable
You drove me to the edge, you've caused me all this pain
But I always loved you cause your "oh so special" ( "oh so special" )
I'm broken and I'm alone and I cannot maintain

So help me, save me,
Tell me that the end is near
Help me, save me
Tell me that the end is here
I am done with you

Done with you ( I am done with you )

I count the days that we have spent apart
I've got a bad liver and a broken heart

Help me, save me,
Tell me that the end is near
Help me. save me
Tell me that the end is here

I am done with you
Because you and me are through
You couldn't help me, you couldn't save me
Now I know the end is here
I am done with you
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Blood Brothers (03:50)
Papa Roach • Live and Murderous in Chicago
watch your back because the next man is comin'
and you dont know if the next man is dumbin'
survival of the fittest what it is
i got your back, you got my back and that's the bitch
blood is rushing through my veins
I got the power, channel the energy
and with my strength I will devour
sickening thought is running through my head
that's when I realize I'm glad I'm not dead

corruption and abuse, the salesman of our blood
for the public's craving, existence in the dark

it's in our nature to destroy ourselves
it's in our nature to kill ourselves
it's in our nature to kill each other
it's in our nature to kill, kill, kill

it was a dream and then it hit me, reality struck
and now my life is all shifty and it all moves fast
close to buck 50 and we all stand strong
in respect to the family in times of our insanity
and through the words of profanity
I describe our dysfunctional family
blood brothers keep it real to the end
deeper than thoughts that you think, not a trend

corruption and abuse, the salesman of our blood
for the public's craving, existence in the dark

it's in our nature to destroy ourselves
it's in our nature to kill ourselves
it's in our nature to kill each other
it's in our nature to kill, kill, kill

corruption and abuse, the salesman of our blood
for the public's craving, existence in the dark

it's in our nature to destroy ourselves
it's in our nature to kill ourselves
it's in our nature to kill each other
it's in our nature to kill, kill, kill.
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Scars (05:03)
Papa Roach • Live and Murderous in Chicago
I tear my heart open
I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And my scars remind me
That the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

Drank and I'm feeling down
And I just wanna be alone
I'm pissed cause you came around
Why don't you just go home?
Cause you channeled all your pain
And I can't help you fix yourself
You're making me insane
All I can say is

I tear my heart open
I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And the scars remind us
That the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

I tried to help you once
Against my own advice
I saw you going down
But you never realized
That you're drowning in the water
So I offered you my hand
Compassion's in my nature
Tonight is our last stand

I tear my heart open
I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And the scars remind us
That the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

I'm drank and I'm feeling down
And I just wanna be alone
You should have never come around
Why don't you just go home?
Cause you're drowning in the water
And I tried to grab your hand
I left my heart open
But you didn't understand

GO FIX YOURSELF!

I can't help you fix yourself
But at least I can say I tried
I'm sorry but I've gotta move on with my own life

I can't help you fix yourself
But at least I can say I tried
I'm sorry but I've gotta move on with my own life

I tear my heart open
I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And the scars remind us
That the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

I tear my heart open
I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And the scars remind us
That the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel.
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Broken Home (04:20)
Papa Roach • Live and Murderous in Chicago
Broken Home
All alone
Broken Home
All Alone

I can't seem to fight these feelings
I'm caught in the middle of this
My wounds are not healing
I'm stuck in between my parents
I wish i had someone to talk to
Someone I could confide in
I just want to know the truth
I just want to know the truth
Want to know the truth

Broken home
All alone

I know my mother loves me
But does my father even care
If I'm sad or angry
You were never ever there
When I needed you
I hope you regret what you did
I think I know the truth
Your father did the same to you
Did the same to you

I'm crying day and night now
What is wrong with me
I cannot fight now
I feel like a weak link
Push it back inside
A weak link

It feels bad to be alone
Crying by yourself
Living in a broken home
How could i tell it
So all you could feel it
Depression strikes hard
Just like my old earth would tell it
To me , her son
She told me I'm the one
Pain bottled up
Bout to blow like a gun
Stories that I tell are nonfiction
And you can take it back cuz it's already done

BROKEN HOME! BROKEN HOME!

Can't seem to fight these feelings
Caught in the middle of this
My wounds are not healing
Stuck in between my parents

BROKEN HOME! BROKEN HOME!
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Cocaine (01:03)
Papa Roach • Live and Murderous in Chicago
If you wanna hang out you've got to take her out; cocaine.
If you wanna get down, down on the ground; cocaine.
She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie; cocaine.

If you got bad news, you wanna kick them blues; cocaine.
When your day is done and you wanna run; cocaine.
She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie; cocaine.

If your thing is gone and you wanna ride on; cocaine.
Don't forget this fact, you can't get it back; cocaine.
She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie; cocaine.

She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie; cocaine
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Last Resort (06:31)
Papa Roach • Live and Murderous in Chicago
Cut my life into pieces
This is my last resort
Suffocation
No breathing
Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm, bleeding
This is my last resort
Cut my life into pieces
I've reached my last resort
Suffocation
No breathing
Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm, bleeding
Do you even care if I die bleeding?
would it be wrong
would it be right
If I took my life tonight
Chances are that I might
Mutilation out of sight
And I'm contemplating suicide!

Cause I'm losing my sight
Losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Losing my sight
Losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine

I never realized I was spread too thin
'Till it was too late
And I was empty within
Hungry!
Feeding on chaos and living in sin
downward spiral
Where do I begin!
It all started when I lost my mother
No love for myself
And no love from another
Searching!
To find a lover on a higher level
Finding nothing but questions and devils

Cause I'm losing my sight
Losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Losing my sight
Losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Nothing is alright
Nothing is fine
I'm running,and I'm cryin'
I'm cryin', I'm cryin', I'm cryin, I'm cryin'
I can't go on living this way

Cut my life into pieces
this is my last resort
Suffocation, no breathing,
Don't give a fuck if I cut my arms bleeding
Would it be wrong, would it be right
If I took my life tonight, chances are that I might
Mutilation out of sight and I'm contemplating suicide

Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
losing my sight losing my mind
wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Nothing is alright, nothing is fine
I'm running and I'm crying
I can't go on living this way
can't go on, living this way
nothing's all right.
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Between Angels and Insects (06:02)
Papa Roach • Live and Murderous in Chicago
There's no money
There's no possessions
Only obsession
I don't need that shit
Take my money, take my obsession

I just wanna be heard
Loud and clear are my words
Comin' from within' man
Tell 'em what you heard
It's about a revolution
In your heart and in your mind
You can't find the conclusion
Lifestyle and obsession
Diamond rings get you nothin'
But a lifelong lesson
And you're pocket book stressin'
You're a slave to the system
Workin' jobs that you hate
For that shit you don't need
It's too bad the world is based on greed
Step back and see
Stop thinkin' 'bout yourself
Start thinkin' 'bout

There's no money
There's no possession
Only obsession
I don't need that shit
Take my money, take my possession
Take my obsession, I don't need that...

'Cos everything is nothing
And emptiness is in everything
This reality is really just a fucked-up dream
With the flesh and the blood that you call your soul
Flip it inside out
It's a big black hole
Take your money burn it up like an asteroid
Possessions
They are never gonna fill the void
Take it away
And learn the best lesson, the heart, the soul, the life, the passion

There's no money
There's no possession
Only obsession
I don't need that shit
Take my money, take my possession
Take my obsession, I don't need that shit.

Money, possession, obsession.

Present yourself, press your clothes
Comb your hair and clock in,
You just can't win, just can't win
The things you own, own you now!

Take my money, take my possession
Take my obsession, I don't need that shit
Fuck your money, fuck your possession
Fuck your obsession, I don't need that shit
Money, possession, obsession
I don't need that shit.
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