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Grace, pride, tell me what’s your name?

Crippled will with tomorrow’s pill

And I feel no pain but I can’t remember

Whose to blame...

This is not my home

This is not my home

But the source was always known

My grain

I beg, you steal, do you show me your signs of a sin

Blistered and torn by the pure & reborn

But they are just like us and remember

Man, they cave in...

This is not my home

This is not my home

But the source was always known

Migrane

(Wicked goddam bass licks)

This is not my home

This is not my home

But the source was always known

Migrane

War stone, do you write your name in trust?

Word to the wise my instincts rise

All your heroes are gone and the proud ones have turned to dust,..

Seven dust...

You can kill my pride but my head's still

Flying!

My grain

My grain

My grain

Migrane