Lyrics

Immortality

Vacate is the word, vengeance has no place on me or her
Cannot find the comfort in this world
Artificial tear, vessel stabbed next up, volunteers
Vulnerable, wisdom can't adhere

A truant finds home and I wish to hold on
But there's a trapdoor in the sun, immortality

As privileged as a whore victims in demand for public show
Swept out through the cracks beneath the door
Holier than thou, how?
Surrendered, executed anyhow
Scrawl dissolved, cigar box on the floor

A truant finds home and I wish to hold on, too
But saw the trapdoor in the sun

Immortality

I cannot stop the thought I'm running in the dark
Coming up a which way sign, all good truants must decide
Oh, stripped and sold, mom
Auctioned forearm
And whiskers in the sink
Truants move on
Cannot stay long
Some die just to live
Oh

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