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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..
Shackled by my sentence
Expecting no return
Here there is no penance

my skin begins to bum.
So I held my

head up high

Hiding hate

that burns inside..
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..
A lion roars

in the darkness

only he holds the key
Should have been dead

on a Sunday morning

Banging my beach.
No time for mourning

Ain't got no time..
Should have been dead

on a Sunday morning

Banging my beach.
No time for mourning

Ain't got no time..
So I held

my head up high

Hiding hate

that burns inside..
We 're all held captive
out from the sun

A sun that

shines on only some..
We the meek

are all in one..
Gabriel stands
and confirms

I've created

my own prison.
Gabriel stands
and confirms

I've created

my own prison.
So I held

my head up high

Hiding hate

that burns inside..
Which only fuels

their selh'sh pride..
We 're all held captive

out from the sun
A sun that shines

on only some..
So I held

my head up high

Hiding hate

that burns inside..
I created, I created
I created, I created

I created, I created

my own prison.
I created, I created
I created, I created

I created, I created

my own prison.
Should have been dead

on a Sunday morning

Banging my beach.
No time for mourning

Ain't got no time
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Title
My Own Prison
Artist
Creed
Brand
Pop Hits
(12 Other Versions)
Codes
PHM9803-03 PHM9803-12
Genres
alternative rock, hard rock, post grunge