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  • Текст песни Pearl Jam - Immortality



    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...
    Immortality...
    I cannot stop the thought...I'm 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...