Judge me not ye saints
For my history may be tainted
But I'm sober enough to know blood when I see it
I've borne my share of stones
Most of them easily thrown
But who's to deny
Your water-shed side
Leading me home?
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What am I supposed to do about it now?
Past regrets and long laments, they find me somehow
O, what am I supposed to do about it now?
What have I to do but fall down?
To spy from far away
May seem that I'm one to betray
But o, how I try
The spirit to guide
The promise you made
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Hold me up
Never let me go
Love me when I am broken
And speak to me
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