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Red Suburbs
Waiting for Tomorrow
Terminal Phase
We fear death by tradition,
Death is not contradiction
My body has become my prison
My death, my own decision
It's my terminal phase,
General paralysis
Brain rot
I don't want to die the hospital...
On the operating table,
The doctor counts my pulses
My body being my punishments
I no chance of recovery...
Please let me die
Leave this invertebrate body
Do this for me if you love me,
br/>It's the only way to help me...
The judges don't know anything about it,
The law has no feelings,
All the world should be able to choose
At least have the right to die...
Euthanasia! I look at myself in the mirror
Euthanasia! I look like a dead chicken
Euthanasia! So much
pour
of
the
vie,
there is hope
Euthanasia! Who will tell them they are wrong?