Testo di Rights

A shell of a former self Laying here to waste Aware of my surroundings Unable to communicate 'cause I'm Stuck like a pin cushion with tubes to Breathe and tubes to feed Facing the hand of fate in My comatose state I'm trapped in this prison cell Brain-stem maintains basic life False hope to help me cope wanting to die and leave this place Cause I'm stuck like a pin cushion With tubes to breathe and tubes to feed Facing the hand of fate in my comatose state Fight for my life Legal wrong moral Right Reaching the final Rung Pull the Plug My Life is done Pull the Plug I am no one Pull the Plug Make me cease Pull the Plug Set me free