Paroles de Immortality

Original by pearl jam Vacate is the word... vengeance has no place so near to her Cannot find a 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... 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... But saw the trapdoor in the sun... Immortality... I cannot stop the thought... of 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.. Ohh..