To The Damsels: Run - Julia Nunes
No they're not making up tall tales
Just to scare you into sayin your prayers
Cause they're on the land in search of golden strands
So keep your sword at hand
I can't be saved I'm not so frail
Fighting my battles tooth and nail
Searching for truth to no avail
When you ask for help
Ill make sure that you need it
Cause the knight on the horse guratates he can feed it
But the fire it breathes might take him
And leave you burned
I'll be glad that it wasn't your turn
I can't be saved I'm not so frail
Fighting my battles tooth and nail
Searching for truth to no avail
I better see you run
As far as fast as you can
Watch you fall
Pick yourself back up again
And turn around to face the past
That put you there
And thank God that it wasn't
Thank God that it wasn't
Thank God that it wasn't fair
I can't be saved that I'm not so frail
Fighting my battles tooth and nail
Searching for truth to no avail
I can't be saved that I'm not so frail
Fighting my battles tooth and nail
Searching for truth to no avail