Turn Tail

The Young Knives

These are my hands, these are brick walls

Men can break down brick walls

Men can break down brick walls

These are my hands, these are brick walls

Men can break down brick walls

Men can break down brick walls

Where are the spoils? Where are the treats?

I've been worked to the bone

I've been worked off my feet

Head in my hands, hands in the soil

I've been cheated and stripped of my perfect retreat

We're all slaves on this ship

We're all slaves on this ship, this ship's sinking

We will not reach the shore

We will not reach the shore, reach the shore

My back is sore, so I sleep on the floor

With the dust and the leaves

That blew under the door

These are my chores, these are my chores

I must not show the strain

We're all slaves on this ship

We're all slaves on this ship, this ship's sinking

We will not reach the shore

We will not reach the shore, reach the shore

This ship's sinking

This ship's sinking

This ship's sinking

Turn tail and run, turn tail and run

I will turn tail and run

I will turn tail and run

Turn tail and run, turn tail and run

I will turn tail and run

I will turn tail and run

Turn tail and run, turn tail and run

I will turn tail and run

I will turn tail and run

Turn tail and run, turn tail and run

I will turn tail and run

Swim to the coast, boat full of ghosts

Jump from the prow, jump from the prow

Swim to the coast, boat full of ghosts

Jump from the prow, jump from the prow

Jump from the prow, jump from the prow

Jump from the prow, jump from the prow

Turn tail and run, turn tail and run

I will turn tail and run

I will turn tail and run

Turn tail and run, turn tail and run

I will turn tail and run

I will turn tail and run

We're all slaves on this ship

We're all slaves on this ship, this ship's sinking

We will not reach the shore

We will not reach the shore, reach the shore

This ship's sinking

This ship's sinking

This ship's sinking

Turn tail and run, turn tail and run

I will turn tail and run

I will turn tail and run

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