Luyện nghe bài hát Manipulation

The time for your escape has come and
What kept you here save own curious mind?
You say you've too much, and yet look on
Where chaster souls would run, you glance
you no ministering angels to consult?
I have no power to your fate
The choice was yours, but lies the fault:
What good is when choice is made too late?
What is virtue but a thing to lose?
What good are all the attributes?
We wear them on and off we choose
To correspond fashion, end disputes.
If you think to speak, say but a word
And it well. No explanation give
To those who haven't asked. has occured
Is nothing than reciprocative
Events without a nor penalty
nothing lost that I can say Ive gained
You've out your part adorably
And for my part, I I've entertained.