To The Damsels: Run

No they're not making up tall tales
Just to scare you into saying 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 i'll make sure that you need it
Cause the knight on the horse guarantees he can beat it
But the fire it breathes might take him and live you burned
I'll be glad that it wasn't your turne

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 path that put you there
And thank god that it wasn't
Thank god that it wasn't
I'll thank god that it wasn't fair

I can't be saved i'm not so frail
Fighting my battles tooth and nail
Searching for truth to no avail

I can't be saved i'm not so frail
Fighting my battles tooth and nail
Searching for truth to no avail