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The windows of my soulare made of one way glassdon't bother looking into my eyesif there's something you want to know,just ask
I got a dead bolt strollwhere 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 crimeis just to throw up your handssaythis has nothing to do with me
I just want to live as comfortably as I canyou got to look outside your eyesyou got to think outside your brainyou got to walk outside you lifeto where the neighborhood changestell me who is your boogiemanthat's who I will beyou don't have to like me for who I ambut we'll see what you're made ofby what you make of me
I think that it's absurdthat you think Iam the derelict daughter
I fight fire with wordswords are hotter than flameswords are wetter than water
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 knew
I got lovers whose eyes
I've only seen at a glance
I got strangers for great grandchildren
I got strangers for ancestors
I was a long time coming
I'll be a long time goneyou've got your whole life to do somethingand that's not very longso why don't you give me a callwhen you're willing to fightfor what you think is realfor what you think is right
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