Three epinephrines lodged to your vein
Still I'm watching you die
Looking at your cold blue hands and lips,
Staring at your drying eyes...
Dilated pupils, blank stare...
Watching your daughter cry.

Where are you going now?

Go! Please go!
Walk out of your hospital bed
Then lie down on the cold morgue bed instead
Rest your self to sleep
after the last pain that you'll feel

You suffered a lot now
Why don't you take a rest?
Don't be afraid to go now
You've already done your best

So if you want to go now, leave!
And let me try to help you stop your chest.