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“Immortality” by Pearl Jam

holier than thou, how, surrendered…executed anyhow

but there’s a trapdoor in the sun…immortality…
as privileged as a whore…victims in demand for public show

holier than thou, how?
surrendered…executed anyhow
scrawl dissolved, cigar box on the floor…
a truant finds home…and a wish to hold on too…
he 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…

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CPE

I'm routinely overestimated.

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