Seether Immortality
Vacate is the has no place so near to her Cannot find a comfort in this world Artificial up, volunteers Vulnerable, wisdom can t A truant finds a will to hold There s a trapdoor in the As privileged as a in demand for public show Swept out through the cracks beneath the door Holier than thou, how anyhow Scrawls resolved, cigar box on the A truant finds home.
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