Do you spend your days counting the hours you're awake?
Knees are weak, hands are shaking, I can't breathe.
So give me the drug, keep me alive,
give me what's left of my life.
Pull this plug, let me breathe,
on my own, I'm finally free.
So give me the drug, keep me alive,
give me what's left of my life.
Pull this plug, let me breathe,
on my own, I'm finally free.
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