Turn Around - Sola Rosa

Papa never said anything about this
Your mama never listen to a word that you say
Simple little words just to make another chain
So lay dead in my grave
Fall in the gaps and I can't get up
Pulling up the ropes and it gets so tough
Strategy thoughts till I'm on the top
And I won't cry for help
The lies, the truth
To ease the pain
You know you got to say a thing
Child force to lose or gain
It's time they recognise your name
Simple word is all I say, no more lies and arguments
Start again, start again
Turn around, don't you come back this way
I hold my grounds
Never take your judgement
Never take your judgement
So why you gotta lie for
Why you gotta speak for
Why you wanna tell all the things that you know we just don't agree on
Oh my bad, did I put you down
So sad, and so you blame myself
You mad, do I care oh well
Get off the bus and ride yourself
Now i'ma turn it around
Get an amount
Settle me out
Figure it out
Speak your mind, define this
Hold up, hold up
You gotta tell me now so we can figure it out
Let me know what you be thinking about
Ooh oh
Where do you go, where do you go, where do you go
Na Na Na No.
Turn around, don't you come back this way
I hold my grounds
Never take your judgement
Never take your judgement
Turn around, don't you come back this way
I hold my grounds
Never take your judgement
Never take your judgement
Vocals: Iva Lamkum
Production / Organ / Synths / Programming: Andrew Spraggon
Guitar: Ben White
Bass: Matt Short
Drums: Will Scott
Trombone: Hadyn Godfrey
Trumpet: Andrew McDowall
Backing Vocals: Caitlin Smith
Scratches: Scratch 22
Drum engineering: Tom Miskin