In a bedroom
dark and blurry
full of noises he hears
always.
always.
Vegetable man, alone in the can-
nothing but the water at your feet,
but I can see you
plugged in and passed out
living in strange dreams.
(and) If I pull the plug
will you smile?
(and) If I pull the plug
will you feel relief?
You're a dead man,
stained man,
barely conscious thing.
To kill a dead man
is not so hard a thing.
So pull the plug,
Pull the plug,
end the dream
and pull the plug.
You're a shadow man
tired man
let me help you sleep.
To kill a dead man
is not so hard a thing.
You're not the same.
That's where the pain begins,
but if I pull the plug,
will you feel relief?
and if I pull the plug,
will you smile?
will you feel relief?
and if I pull the plug,
will you smile?
*for Youth in Asia
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