Chords for Dead Cell Papa Roach w/ Lyrics

Tempo:
153.95 bpm
Chords used:

E

F#

G

Em

B

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Dead Cell Papa Roach w/ Lyrics chords
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[E] [D]
[E]
[F#]
[G]
[E]
[F#] [G]
[E] What with no soul, lack of control, not for the low, you're the anti-social.
Look him in the neck, throw that arm, watch that sad [B] animal, he gonna [E] step the bar.
What he so drunken, what he so reason, [F#] who you have a long shot, he's gone heart [E] freezing.
Speaking, this opportunity to speak, you didn't say nothing but you're young [G] funny [E] cheese.
[Em]
That's so, that's so.
I'm sticking the head, keep it my game, hit what I said, learn a lesson from the old Nazi trend.
Job, Nazi warrior, love the scarier, people getting sick like malaria, the corruption gets heavier.
I'm throwing up, oh, got some barriers, I'm telling ya, because it's getting single count.
Let me hear the [B] dead soul shout.
[Em]
[D] That's [E] so, [Em]
[E] that's so.
What with no soul, lack of control, not for the low, you're the anti-social.
Look him in the neck, throw that arm, watch that sad animal, he gonna [G] step [E] the bar.
That's so, that's so.
What with no soul, lack of control, not for the low, you're [F#] the anti-social.
[E] Look him in the neck, throw that arm, [F#] watch that sad animal, he gonna step the bar.
[E]
[Bm]
Stop pointing fingers, cause we all look guilty.
A fruit cut loud, attitude that's filthy.
Believe what is the root of the word.
[Bm] Out comes loud when it's cut [G] in a [E] letter.
I don't believe what my eyes behold.
No, I don't believe what my ears have told.
No, speaking, this opportunity to speak.
[B] I'll say it's up, don't cool your [Em] shirt
Dead soul, dead [E] soul.
What with no soul, lack of control, not for the low, you're the anti-social.
Look him in the neck, throw that arm, watch that sad [B] animal, he gonna [G] step the [F#] bar.
That's so, that's so.
What with no soul, lack of control, not for the low, you're the anti-social.
Look him in the neck, throw that arm, watch that sad animal, he gonna [Em] step the bar.
[E]
Shit.
Fuck!
[F#]
That's so
[Em] That's so
[D#]
Key:  
E
2311
F#
134211112
G
2131
Em
121
B
12341112
E
2311
F#
134211112
G
2131
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[E] What with no soul, lack of control, not for the low, you're the anti-social.
_ Look him in the neck, throw that arm, watch that sad [B] animal, he gonna [E] step the bar.
What he so drunken, what he so reason, [F#] who you have a long shot, he's gone heart [E] freezing.
Speaking, this opportunity to speak, you didn't say nothing but you're young [G] funny [E] cheese.
_ [Em] _ _ _ _
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That's so, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ that's so.
I'm sticking the head, keep it my game, hit what I said, learn a lesson from the old Nazi trend.
Job, Nazi warrior, love the scarier, people getting sick like malaria, the corruption gets heavier. _
I'm throwing up, oh, got some barriers, I'm telling ya, because it's getting single count. _
Let me hear the [B] dead soul shout.
[Em] _
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_ _ _ _ [D] That's [E] so, _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] that's so.
What with no soul, lack of control, not for the low, you're the anti-social.
_ Look him in the neck, throw that arm, watch that sad animal, he gonna [G] step [E] the bar.
That's so, that's so.
What with no soul, lack of control, not for the low, you're [F#] the anti-social.
[E] _ Look him in the neck, throw that arm, [F#] watch that sad animal, he gonna step the bar. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _
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_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
Stop pointing fingers, cause we all look guilty.
A fruit cut loud, attitude that's filthy.
Believe what is the root of the word.
[Bm] Out comes loud when it's cut [G] in a [E] letter.
I don't believe what my eyes behold.
No, I don't believe what my ears have told.
No, speaking, this opportunity to speak.
[B] I'll say it's up, don't cool your [Em] shirt_
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_ _ _ _ Dead soul, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ dead [E] soul.
What with no soul, lack of control, not for the low, you're the anti-social.
_ Look him in the neck, throw that arm, watch that sad [B] animal, he gonna [G] step the [F#] bar.
That's so, that's so.
What with no soul, lack of control, not for the low, you're the anti-social.
_ Look him in the neck, throw that arm, watch that sad animal, he gonna [Em] step the bar. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ Shit. _ _
Fuck! _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
That's _ so_ _
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[Em] That's so_ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ [D#] _
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