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They tell me It's terminal as the diagnosis Sets in with sinking dread, I feel so alone Two weeks to a month is all that's left for me, And the treatment's not working and I can't get out of bed. I can't tell how long I've been under, My mind is moving forward while my body's in slumber. I think about what it must be like out there. Perhaps there's a cure in the future ahead They want to freeze me or I'm left for dead How can I refuse? What should I do? Time in slow motion as the years slip by, Cryogenically trapped in my own mind Waking up to a world I don't recognize, I can't function here, please put me back. This wasn't the future we were supposed to have, All the best of intentions disastrously planned, I can't stay here, it's not my time Send me back Send me back Send me back They've cured my illness, I'm finally free As I wander these streets, I still feel diseased What happened to the world we left behind? Perhaps there's a cure in the future ahead, We have to do something or we're all left for dead How can we refuse? What should I do? Time in slow motion as the years slip by, Cryogenically trapped in my own mind Waking up to a world I don't recognize, I can't function here, please put me back. This wasn't the future we were supposed to have, All the best of intentions disastrously planned, I can't stay here, it's not my time Send me back Send me back Send me back Time in slow motion as the years slip by, Cryogenically trapped in my own mind Waking up to a world I don't recognize, I can't function here, please put me back. This wasn't the future we were supposed to have, All the best of intentions disastrously planned, I can't stay here, it's not my time Send me back Send me back Send me back