I think am gonna walk away, i've stayed too long under this knife of yours, you know this was not my plan, but you kept urging me, i dont want to stay no more, i mean how long is it gonna take, tell me, how much longer till you done with me!!! Its like am fighting out for my life, yet you hit me with another round, today am glad cos i think you're through and the next, you're out with your knife again, feels like i'm in surgery, still you cut deeper, deeper arghh! than deep. With my eyes widely open, my will you cut away from me, my flesh you disect like bread, you call them all excesses, you know well i love them all, yet you cut them all of me. I've got to get out, but there's this something within, i've been runing from your table, that's why i refuse to pray; But you don't ever get off me, still you keep calling me to the table to work on me. (Tears)... Lord now i am here, please take all you need, i don't care h