Pearl Jam - Immortality - remastered lyrics

Vacate is the word Vengeance has no place in me to hurt Cannot find the comfort in this world Artificial tears Vessel stabbed, next up, volunteers? Vulnerable, wisdom can't adhere A truant finds home and a wish to hold onto But there's a trapdoor in the sun It's immortality… As privileged as a who*e Victims in demand for public show Swept out through the cracks beneath the door Holier than thou, how? Surrendered, executed, anyhow… Scrawl resolved, cigar box on the floor A truant finds home and a wish to hold onto There's a trapdoor in the sun It's immortality... I cannot stop the thought 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 Truant moves on, cannot stay long Some die just to live… Oh…