Слова песен Papa Roach - Infest

Содержание альбома

  1. Infest
  2. Last Resort
  3. Broken Home
  4. Dead Cell
  5. Between Angels And Insects
  6. a. Blood Brothers
    b. Legacy
  7. Revenge
  8. Shakes
  9. Never Enough
  10. Binge
  11. Thrown Away
  12. Tightrope [hidden track]

Papa Roach - Infest

Welcome to the original Papa Roach soundfire!
Viva La Cucaracha!

My name's Coby Dick. Mr Dick if you're nasty
Rock a mic, with a voice that's raspy
And I'm poetic in my operations
My God-given talent is to rock all the nations

We're going to infest

Infest, the theory of my first manifesto
Push ya wig back, with my lyrical, pistol Blow, now
Papa Roach is on your mental
Bangin' like ya head piece, it's just that simple
Cock back, and unleash with my physical
Wrap you in my thought, and become, indivisible
Centrifugal, forces individuals
In-to, my mind, as we rock in the ritual

You better do just what I say
And if you don't then you will pay
Infest!

We're going to infest
We're getting in your head
What is wrong with the world today
The government, the media, or your family

We're going to infest
We're getting in your head
What is wrong with the world today
The government, the media, or your family

You better do just what I say

Now, that I got your attention
Did I forget to mention
All the heads we be infestin
All y'all people learn your lessons
Cause the game in life is crazy
Got, all y'all people guessin
What is wrong with the world today
Government, media, or your family
Would you cry if I die today
I think it'd be better if you did not say

You better do just what I say
And if you don't then you will pay
Infest!

We're going to infest
We're getting in your head
What is wrong with the world today
The government, the media, or your family

We're going to infest
We're getting in your head
What is wrong with the world today
The government, the media, or your family

We will infest, die like the rest

First they shackle your feet
Then they stand you in a line
Then they beat you like meat
Then they grab you by your mind
First they shackle your feet
Then they stand you in a line
Then they beat you like meat
Infest your mind

We will infest, die like the rest
People are the problem today
We will infest, die like the rest
People are the problem today

We're going to infest
We're getting in your head
What is wrong with the world today
The government, the media, or your family

We're going to infest
We're getting in your head
What is wrong with the world today
The government, the media, or your family

Papa Roach - Last Resort

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 for another
Searchin, to find a love upon a higher level
Findin', nothin' 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's, all right
Nothing, is fine
I'm running and I'm crying...
I'm crying... I'm crying... I'm crying... I'm crying

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 arm 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's, all right
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!

Papa Roach - Broken Home

Broken home... All alone...
Broken home... All alone...

I can't seem to fight these feelings
I'm caught in the middle, of this
And 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 wanna know the truth
I just wanna 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
How can I find out
I feel like a weak link
Crying day and night now
What is wrong with me
How can I find out
I feel like a weak link!

Push it back inside
Push it back (a weak link) inside
Push it back inside
Push it back inside

Broken home... All alone...

It feels bad to be alone
Cryin' by yourself, livin in a broken, home
How could I tell it, so all y'all 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 non-fiction
And you can't take it back 'cause 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!

Papa Roach - 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.

Papa Roach - Between Angels And Insects

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, all my words
Comin' from within,
Man, tell em what you heard
It's about a revolution
In your heart and in your mind
'Til you find the conclusion,
Lifestyle and obsession
Diamond rings, get you nothin' but a life-long lesson
And your pocketbook 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

'Cause everything is nothin'
And emptiness is in everything.
This reality, is really just a fucked up dream
With the flesh and a 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 your 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

NO !!
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... Pos-ses-sion... Ob-ses-sion...
I don't need that shit

Papa Roach - Blood Brothers

Watch your back, because the next man is coming
And you don't know, if the next man has dumbin
Survival, of the fittest what it is
I got yo back, you got my back and that's the biz
Blood, is rushin through my veins I got the power
Channel the energy, and with my strength I will devour
Sickening, thoughts, is runnin through my, head
That's when I realize, I'm glad I'm not dead

Corruption and abuse
The salesmen 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 a buck 50
We all, stand strong
And respect to the family, in times of insanity
And through words, of profanity
I describe our, disfunctional family
Blood brothers keep it real, to the end
Deeper than the thoughts you think, not a trend

Corruption and abuse
The salesmen 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'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

Again and again...

Corruption and abuse
The salesmen 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,

kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill,
kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill,
kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill

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

Papa Roach - Legacy

Dead president
Fuck the president
Mansons strive for power
While I work to save my residents
He owns you even though he never told you
Mark of the beast on ya hand now he owns you
Thrown down to the bottom level
Ruled by the fist and the fist is the devil
I medamorphisize and make myself level
We are the future we are right now
Right now I'm taking a stab at the sick sick sick
I know what evil is and evil could suck my dick
Like sam hain and god ain't no joke
Ya better watch ya neck cause ya might get choked

I'm dodgin arrows from the dark side everyday
And I'm a main target cause of what I say
I'm dodgin arrows from the dark side everyday
You sink we swim
We rise you fall we
Met our fate together
I was here from the start
And I'll be here in the end

Legacy legacy legacy legacy

Papa Roach - Revenge

Remember the girl
Abused with forks, knives, and razor-blades

Remember the girl
Abused with forks, knives, and razor-blades
She finally left him
Had enough of her man's rage
Band-Aids, cover her scars, she left him bloodied
Beat his ass with a bit
Face sunk in like Silly Putty
Y'all can sit back so I could study
Destruction of the family design
And how, the morals of society decline
Essentially, it's beats to rhymes, like grapes to wine

It's alright...we're in love...
Can't live with...or without

Ya see she can't live with him
And can't live without him
Stress got her down
She needs to deal, with the problem
As the drama gets deeper
I puff on the reefer
Took the last step and sent his ass to the reaper
Chaos, is what she saw in the mirror
Scared of herself, and the power that was in her
It took over
And weighed heavy on her shoulder
Militant insanity is now what controlled her

It's alright...we're in love...
Can't live with...or without

It's alright...we're in love...
Can't live with...or without

We're in love...
We're in love...

Kill it, before it reaches you
Missiles won't work, it's approaching the main land
What if it reaches, the metro-politan areas
Cosmo-politan areas
Secure the lines and prepare for departure
Calm, calm, calm
It is a, a big business
And seems to be, advancing underground
Cause my style is underground
I'm green, with my red eyes mad tint
Flea, fly, flow
Rapido, rapido
She feeds plentiful
Electrifying the nation
Electrifying the nation

Don't you see
That we're in danger
How will we stop it
She is attacking

Don't you see
That we're in danger
How will we stop it
She is attacking

[x4]
Sucker!
They're in danger

[x3]
Running out
You're running out (running out of time)

Running out
You're running out

It's all right. We're in love...
Can't live with, or without

Papa Roach - Snakes

I got a problem with the snakes that are crawling
Through my area, when the darkness has fallen
And Momma told me that they love to bite
They'll stab you in the back, no shame, that's right
What! What!
I keep my distance, cause they're makin me crazy
Stealin from me, you know those fuckers are lazy
My blood boils, fat turns to oil
Step the fuck back, or you'll get buried in soil
Over drama, or you could sleep with the fishes
My clutches are tight, and I'll take your last wishes

One for your money
Two for your girl
Three for your life
Now I fucked up your world

Do you like how it feels, to be,
Bit in the neck by the snake that kills
Do you know how it feels, to be,
Stabbed in the back then watch the blood spill
I don't like how it feels, check it!
Do you know how it feels, to be,
Stabbed in the back then watch the blood spill
Break it down

Yo!
It's kinda funny how you're runnin your mouth man
You're caught in a lie, and then there's no way out, come on
Betray your friends, and your peeps, and you family
Living like a snake, living like a bloody thief
Check my speech, cause it's deep like the sea
From me to y'all, then from y'all back to me, ha!

Danger danger, I slay snakes like a ranger
Military style, fears God, not a stranger
Now tell me, tell me who's crew's sicker
Mine's sicker, get on your knees to be a dick licker

One for your money
Two for your girl
Three for your life
Now I fucked up your world

Check it!
Do you like how it feels, to be,
Bit in the neck by the snake that kills
Do you know how it feels, to be,
Stabbed in the back then watch the blood spill
I don't like how it feels, check it!
Do you know how it feels, to be,
Stabbed in the back then watch the blood spill
Break it down

Do you like how it feels...!
I don't like how it feels...!
I don't like it
I don't want it
I don't need it
I don't like it
I don't want it
I don't need it
What the fuck is up...!

Do you like how it feels, to be,
Bit in the neck by the snake that kills
Do you know how it feels, to be,
Stabbed in the back then watch the blood spill

Do you like how it feels, to be,
Bit in the neck by the snake that kills

By the snake that kills
By the snake that kills

 

Papa Roach - Never Enough

Life's been sucked out of me
This routine's killing me
I did it to myself
I can not said this would not be
Somebody put, me out of my misery
Expressions, stimulation, I lose sense of myself
I did it to myself again
Somebody put, me in my place

Never enough.
Never enough.
Do I deserve, what I got

Now everything's OK
There's nothing wrong with me
This seems unnatural
To me I'd say in every way
Somebody kick, me in the face
Now something's wrong with me
I'm bleeding profusely
And this seems natural
To me I fuck up everyday
Somebody put, me in my place

Never enough.
Never enough.
Do I deserve, what I got

Never enough.
Never enough.
Do I deserve, what I got

What I got.
What I got.
What I got.
What I got.

I feel as if I'm running
Back to, where I started
Ask what's wrong with me
And I, say nothing
Is everything OK
There's something wrong with me
Pushing and pulling feelings eternal, my heart is yours
I feel as if I'm running
I feel as if I'm running
I feel as if I'm running
Run!

Life will knock me down!

Never enough.
Never enough.
Do I deserve, what I got
Never enough...
Never enough...

Life will knock me down!

Papa Roach - Binge

You better put that down
You better put that down

All I need is a bottle
And I don't need no friends, no
Wallow in my pain
I swallow as I pretend
To act like I'm happy
When I drink 'til no end, no
I'm losing all my friends
I'm losing in the end
And she says

Behave, little boy
You better sit back down, 'til you hold your ground
It's you turn, to learn to fight
You better sit back down, 'til you hold your ground

When I'm sober, life bores me
So I get drunk again, yeah

I'm losing all my friends
I'm losing in the end
And she says

Behave, little boy
You better sit back down, 'til you hold your ground
It's you turn, to learn to fight
You better sit back down, 'til you hold your ground, yeah...

You better sit back down
You better put that down
Put the bottle down
I am on a binge...

Behave, little boy
You better sit back down, 'til you hold your ground
It's you turn, to learn to fight!
You better sit back down, 'til you hold your ground, yeah!

I am on a binge
I wish things would change
Wish they'd rearrange
I'm on a binge
I wish things would change
Wish they'd rearrange
I'm am on a binge
I'm on a binge...
Yeah...Yeah...

Papa Roach - Thrown Away

I am a mess
I've made a huge mess
I can't control myself

I kill the rhyme again
I'm comin sick and on time again
Words manifest from deep inside, where people hide
Within it chemical, unbalanced on the triple beam
What, fuck what you heard, it's about what I seen
I seen it happen
Backhand brand, to face smackin
Definite disorder now his mindset is blackened
The doctors say he's got the brain of a murderer
This rugged style steals yo brain

My heart is bleeding
And this pain it will not pass
It's not receding
And my body's going numb
A bad trip child
Rolling stoned, keeping high
He don't know what he's doing
He just keeps getting by

Thrown away.
I want to be, thrown away.

He's born sick
Nothin' in his hands but his dick
He couldn't handle pressure, he couldn't handle shit
For the life he was leading, led him down the wrong path
Where the guns blast, don't give a shit about the God's wrath
Don't want to talk to the counselor, doctor
Tell em what's real, to tell em what's proper
Situation unclear like gray
And I know it gets worse everyday

My heart is bleeding
And this pain it will not pass
It's not receding
And my body's going numb
A bad trip child
Rolling stoned, keeping high
He don't know what he's doing
He just keeps getting by

Away.
Thrown away.
I want to be, thrown away.

I am a mess
I've made a huge mess
I can't control myself
I'm losing it
I've lost it
I've spilt all my marbles...!

'Cause I see you, inside of me
Sometimes I want, to be thrown away
Cause I see you, inside of me
Sometimes I want, to be thrown away
A hyper spaz, and that is me
Sometimes I want, to be thrown away
Thrown away! Thrown away! Thrown away! Thrown away...
Thrown away! Thrown away! Thrown away! Thrown away...

Voices in my head
Voices in my head

Don't tell me, to do it (voices in my head) cause I will, NO...!
Voices in my head
Don't tell me, to do it (voices in my head) cause I will, NO...!
Voices in my head
They're screaming!
They're screaming!
They're screaming!

Papa Roach - Tightrope

My words are weapons
In which I murder you with
Please don't get scared
Please do not turn your head
We are the future the 21st century
Dyslexic glue sniffing cybersluts
With homicidal minds and handguns
We are insane
Nothing will change
We are insane nothing will change

There is a thin line between
What is good and what is evil
And I will tiptoe down that line
But I will feel unstable
My life is a circus
And I am tripping down the tightrope
There's nothing to save me now
So I will not look down

And again [x3]
It happens to you
And again [x2]

There is no beggining
There is no end
There is only change
Progression backwords
Is this where we are heading
Take back your soul
Forget your emptiness

There is a thin line between
What is good and what is evil
And I will tiptoe down that line
But I will feel unstable
My life is a circus
And I am tripping down the tightrope
There's nothing to save me now
I'm falling to the ground

Falling to the ground
Down to the ground

I speak of madness
My heart and soul
I cry for people
Who ain't got control
Let's take our sanity
Let's take comation
And be responsible
For ever reaction
Hell know, know how
We, we, we. We know how

There is a thin line between
What is good and what is evil
And I will tiptoe down that line
But I will feel unstable
My life is a circus
And I am tripping down the tightrope
Well, there's nothing to save me now
So I will not look down

There is a thin line between
What is good and what is evil
And I will tiptoe down that line
But I will feel unstable
My life is a circus
And I am tripping down the tightrope
Well, there's nothing to save me now
I'm falling to the ground
Down to the ground

Слава Антонов © 2002 — August 13, 2008
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