Creed - My Own Prison (Acoustic Version Extended) from With Arms Wide Open: A Retrospective Chords

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[F] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ A court is in [Bb] session, [C] the verdict is in _ _
[D] _ No appeal on the [Bb] docket today, [F] just my own sin
The [D] _ _ _ walls [Bb] cold and pale, [F] the cage made of steel _ _
[D] _ _ _ Screams [Gm] fill the room, [F] alone I drop and kneel _ _
[D] _ _ _ Silence [Gm] now the sound, [F] my breath the only motion _ [D] around
_ _ Demons cluttering [Bb] around, [F] my face showing no motion _ _
[D] _ _ _ Shackled [Bb] by my sentence, [F] accepting no return _ _
[D] _ _ Here there [Bb] is no [F] penance, my skin begins to burn
And I said, oh, so I held my head [Em] up, _ hiding hate that burns [Eb] inside
Shone and fuels their [D]
self's pride
_ _ _ And I [F] said, oh, or I'll head captive out from [Em] the sun
A sun that shines on all [Bb] its own, without me going [D] _
home _ _ _ _ _ _
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[F] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ I hear a [Bb] thunder in [F] the distance, see a [G] vision of [D] the cross
I feel the [Bb] pain that was given [F] on that sad day of loss _ _
[D] _ A lion [Bb] roars in the darkness, [F] only he holds the [C] key _ _
[D] _ A light to free [Bb] me from my [F] burden and grant me [F] life _ eternally _
[D] _ _ Should have been [Bb] dead on a [F] Sunday morning, banging my head _
[D] _ No time for [Bb] mourning, _ [F] ain't got no time _ _ _
[D] _ _ Should have been [Bb] dead on a [F] Sunday morning, banging my head _
[D] _ No time for [Bb] mourning, _ [F] ain't got no time
And I said, oh, so I held my head [Em] up, _ hiding hate that burns [Eb] inside
Shone and fuels their [D]
self's pride
_ _ And I [F] said, oh, or I'll head captive out from [Em] the sun
A sun that shines on all [Eb] its own, without me going home
[D] _
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[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _
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[F] I cry out to God, [C] seeking only his [D] decision
_ He will [Bb] send and confirm [F] that I've created my [C] own prison _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
[F] I cry out to God, seeking [C] only [A] his _ [D] decision
He will [Bb] send and confirm [F] that I've created my [C] own prison
_ [A] _
_ [D] _ _ _ [Bb] _ And I [F] said, _ oh, so I held _ _
[Em] _ my [B] head up, hiding hate that burns [Eb] inside
Shone and fuels their self's [D] pride
_ And I [F] said, oh, or I'll head captive out from [Em] the sun
A sun that shines on all [Bb] its own, without me going [D] home
_ _ _ _ [Dm] And I [F] said, oh, so [C] I held my head [Em] up, _ hiding [C] hate that burns [Bb] inside
Shone and fuels their [D] self's _ [Dm] pride
And I said, [F] _ oh, or I'll head captive out from [Em] the sun
A sun that shines on all [Eb] its own, _ [Bb] without me going home
My [D] young green thumb
_ _ Should _
[F] _ _ have [C] been dead on a [E] Sunday morning
Bang in my [Gb] head
_ [Eb] _ No time for [Bb] mourning
_ Ain't [D] got no time
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