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Grandson - Stigmata Live In Los Angeles Lyrics

[Intro]
Hey

[Verse 1]
How do you get in the mind-state to kill?
How do you get in the mind-state to kill?
I need a fill of violence to bust up the silence for real
Traumatized ain't gonna hide how I feel
The truth is alive and well
It’s underground living on the Wi-Fi still
Don't buy all the lies they sell
When the Black Hawk fries, hit the hills

[Chorus]
They put a hole in the back of my head, called it suicide
Woke up with these holes in my hands from the day I was crucified
You decide if you wanna ride, can't stop us when we unified
I woke up with these holes in my hands from the day I was crucified
Stigmata

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, stigmata
Uh, now

[Verse 2]
There ain’t no hero, save-the-day figure
To pave the way quicker, to stave another day away
Before we gotta pay the gravedigger
It's all up to us to deliver
I walk through the valley where the snakes, they slither
Rain gets thicker and the pain disfigures
Who's gonna rise when saints pray to sinners?
The truth won't die with a trigger

[Chorus]
They put a hole in the back of my head, called it suicide
Woke up with these holes in my hands from the day I was crucified
You decide if you wanna ride, can't stop us when we unified
I woke up with these holes in my hands from the day I was crucified
Stigmata

[Post-Chorus]
Stigmata
Woo

[Bridge]
Burn me down, strip me bare
Watch me drown, I don't care
Drag your nails across my mind
But still I walk, sanctified
Whoa
The truth won't die when they pull that trigger
Stigmata
The truth won't, hey

[Chorus]
They put a hole in the back of my head, called it suicide
I woke up with these holes in my hands from the day I was crucified
You decide if you wanna ride, can’t stop us when we unified
I woke up with these holes in my hands from the day I was crucified
Stigmata