Seether - Immortality lyrics

Vacate is a word, vengeance has no place so near to her Cannot find a comfort in this world Artificial tears, the vessel's stabbed, next up, volunteers Vulnerable, wisdom can't adhere A truant finds home And a will to hold on There's a trapdoor in the sun It's immortality As privileged as a who*e, victims in demand for public show Swept out through the cracks beneath the door Holier than thou, how, surrendered executed anyhow Scrawls resolved, cigar box on the floor A truant finds home And a will to hold on to There's a trapdoor in the sun... ...It's immortality I cannot stop the thought, of running out the door Coming up, a which way sign, and all good truants must decide Oh stripped and sold alone, and an auctioned forearm And whiskers in the sink A truant finds home, and a will to hold on to Some die just to live, oh