Fighting Kind

Do you mean any harm?
No only to yourself
Bet I could twist your arm, to find the truth about yourself
Will you stay and fight the fire here?
With all the mess that’s around
For a while there you were feeling nothing new
So you had to break your whole in two
Are you now someone else?
Are you everything you dreamed of?
The book you’re holding on to has told you nothing from the start
Will you stay and fight the fire here?
With all the mess that’s around
Fore a while there you were feeling nothing new
So you had to break your whole in two
Oh my my my, all there is to leave, all that you can leave
If you are the fighting kind