The Judge
Sixty days and I'm stone cold wasted
I've been travelling down the road taking nothing for granted
Lust in my veins and I'm constantly praying
World's going numb, it's my revelation
I'm nowhere near sorry
The way I feel about you
Yesterday's like a stone wall, baby
I got a fistful of pills in the mind, I'm aching
The judge's blood on me, and my bounty is raising
Ten thousand miles, I can hardly taste it
I'm nowhere near sorry
The way I feel about you
