Judge Not

I've got secrets Surreptitious affairs in my head They're not in my closet All of my skeletons are bread I've got monsters Scratching and clawing to come out of me I've got no courage Serenity, bravery or wisdom to breed When one hates thyself You're just like everyone else Loathe me to myself Measure me here to hell I've got vices Clamping me down, makes it harder to breathe But distant charges, uh-huh Remind me why i can't complete It can't surface No one can what's inside of me I've got no purpose And my potential is sight unseen When one hates thyself You're just like everyone else Loathe me to myself Measure me here to hell