Twenty One Pilots - The Judge

When the leader of the bad guys sang,
Something soft and soaked in pain,
I heard the echo from his secret hideaway,
He must’ve forgot to close his door,
As he cranked out those dismal chords,
And his four walls declared him insane.

I found my way,
Right time, wrong place,
As I pled my case.

You’re the judge, oh no, set me free,
You're the judge, oh no, set me free,
I know my soul’s freezing,
Hell’s hot for good reason, so please, take me.

Three lights are lit but the fourth one’s out,
I can tell ‘cause it’s a bit darker than the last night’s bout,
I forgot about the drought of lightbulbs in this house,
So I head out, down a route I think is heading south,

But I’m not good with directions and I hide behind my mouth,
I’m a pro at imperfections and I’m best friends with my doubt,
And now that my mind’s out, and now I hear it clear and loud,
I’m thinking, “wow, I probably shoulda stayed inside my house.”

I found my way,
Right time, wrong place,
As I pled my case.

You’re the judge, oh no, set me free,
You're the judge, oh no, set me free,
I know my soul’s freezing,
Hell’s hot for good reason, so please,

I don’t know if this song is a surrender or a revel,
I don’t know if this one is about me or the devil.

You’re the judge, oh no, set me free, oh no
You're the judge, oh no, set me free, oh no
I know my soul’s freezing,
Hell’s hot for good reason, so please,

You’re the judge, oh no, set me free.