Vacate is the word,

vengeance has no place so near to her

Cannot find the comfort in this world

Artificial tear,

vessel stabbed ne t up volunteers

Vulnerable, wisdom can't adhere

A truant finds home

and a 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, e ecuted anyhow

Scrawl dissolved, cigar bo on the floor

A truant finds home

and a wish to hold on to

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...