A decent Life (Euthansia) 16bars [Story Telling] Vers. 1 The mad decission to make, bad preminision of fate/ glad pre-visions he fake, "lad, u need-to-listen its to late"/ Intrusions of a decent life, his hope is out of sight/ Illusions of credence despite, this rope looks friendlier then the knife/ the disease spreading like pollution, hard to continue breathing/ seeze knife "helping is right solution", not a retard finally i "started seeing"/ "To commit euthansia, its restricted ive been reading"/ "I'll vomit", its like i assisted suicide, but its what ur needing?/ He hold my hand, cold and hard, like ice-cubes/ Told me to be his man, "be bold and dont trust lies about truth"/ "When i wake, anyway all i feel is hurting and massive pain/ Then they make me believe i so-called got anything to gain"/ "I will faint, i cant digest what u asking of me, im all peal"/ "Just kill me, it aint that biggest of tasks or deals?"/ Until im dead all i ever wanted is to pursue a decent life/ Not a in a hospital, haunted by nurses and needle fights/ Chorus/Verse 2,3 är inte klara än. Men borde jag fortsätta på denna?