Lyrics Immortality - Seether

Immortality

Vacate is the word… vengeance has no place so near to her
Cannot find a comfort in this world
Artificial tears… vessel 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 whore… 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…
Its 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, mom… and an auctioned forearm…
And whiskers in the sink…
A truants finds home… and a will to hold on to.
Some die just to live…
Ohh…
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