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Utwór: My own prison

  • wykonawca: Creed
  • wyświetleń: 2412

A court is in session, a verdict is in
  No appeal on the docket today
  Just my own sin
  The walls are 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
    (And I said oh) So I held my head up high
  Hiding hate that burns inside
  Which only fuels their selfish pride
  (And I said oh) We're 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
    (And I said oh) So I held my head up high
  Hiding hate that burns inside
  Which only fuels their selfish pride
  (And I said oh) We're all held captive
  Out from the sun
  A sun that shines on only some
  We the meek are all in one
    [Guitar break]
    I cry out to God
  Seeking only his decision
  Gabriel stands and confirms
  I've created my own prison
  I cry out to God
  Seeking only his decision
  Gabriel stands and confirms
  I've created my own prison
    (And I said oh) So I held my head up high
  Hiding hate that burns inside
  Which only fuels their selfish pride
  (And I said oh) We're all held captive
  Out from the sun
  A sun that shines on only some
  We the meek are all in one
    (And I said oh) So I held my head up high
  Hiding hate that burns inside
  Which only fuels their selfish pride
  (And I said oh) We're all held captive
  Out from the sun
  A sun that shines on only some
  We the meek are all in one
    Should've been dead on a Sunday morning
  banging my head
  No time for mourning
  Ain't got no time
  

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