Immortality

Vacate is the word, vengeance has no place so near to 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 a wish to hold on to 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 a wish to hold on to Yeah, there's a trapdoor in the sun I cannot stop the thought of running in the dark And coming up a which way sign all good truants must decide Oh, stripped and sold, mom auctioned forearm, yeah And whispers in the sand The truants move on but cannot stay long, no And some die just to live