I know it's your body
But now it's not yours alone
I don't care what you call me
Murder is murder don't you know?
I know it's your vessel
And so I guess it's all excused
So whispered a little devil
"It's your right to choose..."
What about the wasted souls
The cast away, the ones without a voice
One point one million a year
Trashed like waste, the ones without a choice
I know it's your decision
After all the one within can't argue
It's not about religion
These arguments are true
What about the wasted souls
The cast away, the ones without a voice
One point one million a year
Trashed like waste, the ones without a choice
I can understand medical necessity
What I can't understand is when it's for vanity
And all I get from you is levity
It's time we put a stop to all of the insanity
What about the wasted souls
The cast away, the ones without a voice
One point one million a year
Trashed like waste, the ones without a choice
What about the ones
Without A Voice?!!
What about the ones
Without A Choice?!!