Vacate is the word
vengeance has no place so near to her
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 will to hold on, to
but theres a trapdoor in the sun,
immortality
As priviliged as a whore
victims in demand for public show
swept out through the cracks beneith the door
holier than though, how
surrendered, executed, anyhow
scrawl dissolved, cigar box on the floor
A truant finds home
and a will to hold on, to
but theres a trapdoor in the sun,
Immortality
I cannot stop the tought
running in the dark
coming up a which way sign
all good truants must decide
Stripped and sold mom
auctioned forearm
a trapdoor in the sun
truants move on
cannot stay long
some die just to live