Seether — Immortality lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Immortality" by Seether.
Lyrics
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 I 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 I wish to hold on, too…
But saw the trapdoor in the sun…