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  1. Don't Judge Me

From the recording Radio Stranger Crosstalk

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Jesus in the desert in a city made of sand.
Cabarets and pool bars, a little slight-of-hand.
The sky was the color of an old shirt, washed a thousand times.

Go to church each morning, have mercy on my soul
Keys to the kingdom always take a toll.
Somewhere in the desert, bones a bleaching where they lie.

Hand on the gun. Weighing heavy on my heart
I always knew I’d fail you somehow
I’m not the chosen one. Never played that part
Don’t judge me by the road I’m walkin’ now

The world is just a marketplace, hide a secret stash
Coins in the collection plate, a mattress full of cash
Maybe crossed the line between what’s good and right.

Hand on the gun. Weighing heavy on my heart
I always knew I’d fail you somehow
I’m not the chosen one. Never played that part
Don’t judge me by the road I’m walkin’ now


Don’t judge me, don’t judge me
Don’t judge me, don’t judge me, don’t judge me

I move beneath the shadows, know how to disappear
No family, friends or lovers, but I found my calling here.
Set a fire of righteousness, turning darkness into light

Hand on the gun. Weighing heavy on my heart
I always knew I’d fail you somehow
I’m not the chosen one. Never played that part
Don’t judge me by the road I’m walkin’ now

REFRAIN
Don’t judge me, don’t judge me
Don’t judge me, don’t judge me, don’t judge me
(I’m turning poisoned water into wine)
Don’t judge me, don’t judge me, don’t judge me
(I follow my own rules now) (Truth isn’t always what you see)
Don’t judge me, don’t judge me, don’t judge me
(What’s your dirty little secret)
Don’t judge me for the road I’m walkin’ now.
Don’t judge me for the road I’m walkin’ now.

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