Lyrics Pearl Jam - Immortality

Vacate is the word...vengeance has no place so near to her
Cannot find a comfort in this world
Artificial tears... the 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...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 will to hold on to...
Theres a trapdoor in the sun...

Immortality...
I cannot stop the thought...of running out the door...
Coming up, a which way sign, all good truants must decide
Oh, stripped and sold, mom... and an auctioned forearm...
And whiskers in the sink...
As Truant finds home...and a will to hold on, to,
Some die just to live...
Ohh...