Seether - Immortality (Live) Lyrics

Lyrics Immortality (Live) - Seether




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 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...
...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



Writer(s): Eddie Jerome Vedder, Stone C. Gossard, Jeffrey Allen Ament, David Abbruzzese, Michael David Mccready


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