Willing To Fight

The windows of my soul
Are made of one way glass
Don't bother looking into my eyes
Something you want to know
Just ask, I got a dead bolt stroll
Where I'm going is clear
I won't wait for you to wonder
I'll just tell you why I'm here'Cause I know the biggest crime
Is just to throw up your hands
Say, this has nothing to do with me
I just want to live as comfortably as I can
You got to look outside your eyes
You got to think outside your brain
You got to walk outside your life
To where the neighborhood changesTell me who is your boogie man?
That's who I will be
You don't have to like me for who I am
But we'll see what you're made of
By what you make of me
I think that it's absurd
That you think I am the derelict daughter
And I fight fire with words
Words are hotter than flames
Words are wetter than waterAnd I got friends all over this country
I got friends in other countries too
I got friends, I haven't met yet
I got friends, I never know
I got lovers whose eyes
I've only seen at a glance
I got strangers for great grand children
I got strangers for ancestors