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?
CHORUS: 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
