| Catatonic
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| Brain-dead, unliving state
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| Though you’re still breathing
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| It’s clearly far too late
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| Unresponsive
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| No thought inside your head
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| A living corpse, you’re trapped
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| Within a shell already dead
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| Legally alive
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| Slowly pay the price
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| Machines prolong your strife
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| Live on just to — die
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| No decency, they knowingly prolong, your morbid fate
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| No dignity, you’re forced to live on, in a vegetative state
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| Brought to death’s door
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| To suffer even more
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| How long have you been waiting for?
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| Forced to survive
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| What can barely be called life
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| Who has the right to decide
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| If you have the right to die?
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| Solo — James
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| Solo — Matt
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| Solo — James
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| Solo — Matt
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| Comatose
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| Drawing out this living death
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| The machine that makes you exist
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| Drags out the days 'til your last breath
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| Death is so close
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| Only one breath away
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| If we could just set you free
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| Instead of watching you decay
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| Legally alive
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| Slowly pay the price
|
| Machines prolong your strife
|
| Live on just to — die
|
| No decency, they knowingly prolong, your morbid fate
|
| No dignity, you’re forced to live on, in a vegetative state
|
| Brought to death’s door
|
| To suffer even more
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| How long have you been waiting for?
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| Forced to survive
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| What can barely be called life
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| «Freedom» is a lie
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| If you don’t have the right to die |