Suicide Machine
Controlling their livesDeciding when and how they will dieA victim of someone else's choiceThe ones who suffer have no voiceManipulating destiny
When it comes to living, no one seems to careBut when it comes to wanting outThose with power will be there
Prolong the painHow long will it last?Suicide machineA request to die with dignityIs that too much to ask?Suicide machine
How easy it is to deny the painOf someone else's suffering
Robbed of natural abilitiesIn death they now seek tranquilityIn a confused state of mindExtending agony, they must be blindManipulating destiny
When it comes to living, no one seems to careBut when it comes to wanting outThose with power will be there
Prolong the painHow long will it last?Suicide machineA request to die with dignityIs that too much to ask?Suicide machine