BRAINDEAD (feat. Toby Morse)

Papa Roach

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Rot, rot, rot, rot, rot
Rot, rot, rot, rot

Brain rot, nightmare, three-fifty-seven
Molotov cocktails rain from the heavens
Panickin', I'm messed up
Sweatin' through my sheets, praise God, then I'm blessed up
'Cause every day, I grind in the trenches (grind in the trenches)
Every day the same, never ending (same, never ending)
Even through the pain in the wreckage
I will make it through

One life, I got one chance
Got one shot, won't get it again
I don’t wanna waste it, wake up fuckin' braindead
One life, one chance
Got one shot, won't get it again
I don’t want to waste it, wake up fuckin' braindead

You only got one life
You only got one chance
You only got one shot
Don’t waste it
Yeah, I’ma do my thing just to prove it (just to prove it)
Yeah, you could throw ya shade, but I'm cruisin’ (but I'm cruisin’)
So stay up in your lane before I lose it
I will make it through

One life, I got one chance
Got one shot, won't get it again
I don’t wanna waste it, wake up fuckin' braindead
One life (one life), one chance (one chance)
Got one shot, won't get it again (one shot, won't get it again)
I don’t want to waste it, wake up fuckin' braindead

Braindead, brain rot spoon-fed
All eyes on truth, I'm hell-bent
I can’t sit here wastin'
My time, my life, can’t fake this
Braindead, brain rot spoon-fed
All eyes on truth, I'm hell-bent

Ah, I'm hell-bent
Ah, ah, ah

One life, I got one chance
Got one shot, won't get it again (one shot, won't get it again)
I don’t wanna waste it, wake up fuckin' braindead
One life (one life), one chance (one chance)
Got one shot, won't get it again (one shot, won't get it again)
I don’t want to waste it, wake up fuckin' braindead

Wake up fuckin' braindead
Oh
Wake up freakin' braindead, hahahahaha