Texty: Spoken. What Remains. Forgive Me.

Sitting like vultures waiting for me to fall.
Watching every move, I make, waiting for me to fall.
You see the laws I break, you see that laws bend.
You love watching me fall into my sin.
All you do is judge me.
All you do is watch me.
Don't judge me or you too will be judged.
With all the measure you use,
it will be measured to you.

How can you look at the speck in your brother's eye,
and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye.
Why can't you forgive me?
Why would you forgive me?