Luyện nghe bài hát Intervention

never asked you for a
yet you me aside
on bended knee I
and that day was the of a slow death
defiler I was meat at table
I would pay not to from your grace
my and my tears were tokens
I was waste to be
to you I was just a

on the chopping block
my flows like any others
to find pleasure in my
you my life in your hands
your the air I breathe

day after day I wonder
will I myself
from effort cursed to an existence
of drawn to you
grant me or let me die

expectations grip my throat
and choke my very
everyday that you
I succumb to your
will this be the day of