Papa Roach, Toby Morse BRAINDEAD

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 onе shot, won't get it again I don’t wanna waste it, wake up fuckin' braindеad 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