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Date: Mon, 27 Apr 1998 17:28:31 -0500
From: RacerX1947 <RacerX1947@aol.com> (by way of cal woods)
Subject: c/creed/my_own_prison.tab
Creed - "My Own Prison"
>From the album "My Own Prison"
Written by Scott Stapp and Mark Tremonti
Transcribed by Mike Steedle (RacerX1947@aol.com)
Dropped D tuning (DADGBE)
Intro - Verse - Prechorus
D Bb F
e-----------------------------------------------|
b------------------------------6----------------|
g-------2----------0--------5--5----------------|
d----0--0------0h3---3------3--3--3---------(0)-|
a-0--0--0--0h1---------0-3--3--3--3-3h5-3-------|
d-0----------------------3----------------5-3---|
Guitar 2 (left channel)
e-----------------------------------------------|
b-----------------------------------------------|
g-----------------------------------------------|
d--------------3------(3)-------------------(0)-|
a----------0h1-----1-1-0------------3h5-3-------|
d(0)--------------------------------------5-3---|
(slightly behind tempo)
Chorus - chords
F E E D (E7 F/D)
e--------------------------------|
b-----------------------3--5--6--|
g-----5-----4-----3-----2--4--5--|
d-----3-----2-----1-----0--0--0--|
a-----3-----2-----1-----0--------|
d-----3-----2-----1-----0--------|
(first time only)
Third Verse
Guitar 1
F C D Bb
Guitar 2 (with slow phase shift)
e-------------------------------|
b----------6--6-----------6--6--|
g-------------------------------|
d--7~--7h8------8-7~--7h8-----8-|
a-----0--------------0----------|
d-------------------------------|
-Lyrics-
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 penence
My skin begins to burn
So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns in side
Which only fuels their selfish pride
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
I cry out to God
Seeking only his decision
Gabriel stands and confirms
I've created my own prison
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