My Own Prison Chords by Creed

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[D] My court is [Bb] in session, [F] the verdict is in.
[D] _
No appeal on the docket today, [F] just my own sin. _
[D] The [Bb] walls cold and pale, [F] the cage made [Am] of steel. _
[D] _ Screams filled and rumbling, [F] alone I drop [A] and kneel. _
[D] _ Silence now the sound, [F] my breath the only [C] motion [D] around.
Demons cluttering around, [F] my face showing [G] no emotion. _
[D] _ Shackled by my sentence, [F] expecting no [C] return. _
[D] _ Here there is no [F] parents, my skin begins to burn.
So [C] I held my [B] head up high, hiding hate that [Eb] burns inside.
Don't infuse their [D] sins with mine.
[A] _ _
[F] _ [C] I'll help capture a path [E] of no son, a sun that shines on all [Eb] his own.
We all meet on a [D] rolling wall. _ _ _
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[D] I hear a thunder [F] in the distance, [Am] see a vision [D] of a cross.
I feel the pain that was [F] given on that sad day of loss.
[D] _ Lion roars in the [F] darkness, only he holds the key.
[D] _ Light to free me from my [F] burden and grant me life eternally.
[D] _ Should have been there on a [F] Sunday morning, banging my head.
[D] No time for mourning, [F] ain't got no time. _
[D] _ Should have been there on a [F] Sunday morning, banging my head.
[D] No time for mourning, [F] ain't got no time. _
So [C] I held my [B] head up high, hiding hate that [Eb] burns inside.
Don't infuse their sins with mine. _ _
[F] _ [C] I'll help capture a path [B] of no son, a sun that shines on [Eb] all his own.
We all meet on a [A] rolling _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] wall.
[F] _ _ [C] It's only his [D] decision.
[Bb] He will stand and [F] govern the creation [C] of his _ [D] own.
[Bb] _ _
[F] Triumphs of [C] God, it's only his [D] decision.
[Bb] He will stand and govern [F] the creation of [C] his _ [Dm] own.
[Bb] _ _
[F] So I held my head [C] up high, hiding hate that burns [Eb] inside.
Don't infuse their [Dm] sins with mine. _ _
[F] _ I'll help capture a path [C] of no son, a sun [B] that shines on all [Eb] his own.
We [F] all meet on a [D] rolling wall.
[Dm] _ _
[F] So I held my head [C] up high, hiding hate that burns [Eb] inside.
Don't [Bb] infuse their sins [D] with mine. _
[F] I'm creative, I'm creative, I'm [C] creative, I'm _ _
[Eb] creative, I'm creative, [D] I'm creative.
Should have _
[F] _ been there on a Sunday [Em] morning, banging my head.
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