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My Own Prison (Acoustic)

Creed

Court is in session, a verdict is in
No appeal on the docket today, just my own sin
The walls cold and pale, the cage made of steel
Screams fill the room, alone I drop and kneel
Silence now the sound, my breath the only motion around
Demons cluttering around, my face showing no emotion
Shackled by my sentence, expecting no return
Here there is no penance, my skin begins to burn

So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said, ohh) All held captive out from the Sun
A Sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one

I hear a thunder in the distance, see a vision of a cross
I feel the pain that was given on that sad day of loss
A lion roars in the darkness, only he holds the key
A light to free me from my burden and grant me life eternally

Should have been dead on a Sunday morning, banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain't got no time
Should have been dead on a Sunday morning, banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain't got no time

So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said, ohh) All held captive out from the Sun
A Sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one

I cry out to God, seeking only His decision
Gabriel stand and confirms, I've created my own prison
I cry out to God, seeking only His decision
Gabriel stand and confirms, I've created my own prison

So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said, ohh) All held captive out from the Sun
A Sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one
(And I said, ohh) So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said, ohh) All held captive out from the Sun
A Sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one

Should have been dead on a Sunday morning, banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain't got no time

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