MY OWN PRISON
Creed-My Own Prison Lyrics
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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 soundMy 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) 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 deadOn a Sunday morning
Banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain't got no time
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) all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one
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) 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 held captive (I created)
Out from the sun (I created)
A sun that shines on only some (I created)
We the meek are all in one (I created my own prison)
Should've been dead on a Sunday morning
Banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain't got no time
The song "My Own Prison" by Creed is about the consequences of one's past sins and how they can lead to a self-imposed imprisonment. The first verse describes the inescapable feeling of guilt and punishment after a verdict that was rendered for a crime that was self-inflicted, leading the singer to confront their own demons. The presence of demons symbolizes the internal turmoil that the singer experiences, while the line "My own sin" highlights the fact that he took sole responsibility for his wrongdoing. He drops to his knees in despair, but there is nothing he can do to absolve himself of his sin since there is no penance in the prison he has created for himself. The walls are cold and pale, the cage is made of steel, and the screams fill the room, all adding to the feeling of hopelessness and isolation.
The second verse talks about how the singer faces life after his prison sentence. He hides his hatred towards others and their selfish pride. Those who once held him captive are now released from the sun, and the singer is left to wallow in his misery, surrounded by others in the same boat. The third verse is about redemption and the power of faith. The singer cries out to God and sees a vision of a cross, feeling the pain that was given on that sad day of loss. The lion that roars in the dark holds the key to his freedom, and he pleads for it to free him from his burden, granting him eternal life.
Line by Line Meaning
A court is in session, a verdict is in
The singer has been judged and found guilty.
No appeal on the docket today
The singer has exhausted all legal avenues to appeal the verdict.
Just my own sin
The singer is responsible for their own actions and is being punished for their wrongdoing.
The walls are cold and pale
The cage made of steel
Screams fill the room
Alone I drop and kneel
The artist is imprisoned in a cold, sterile cell and is overwhelmed by feelings of sadness and despair.
Silence now the sound
My breath the only motion around
Demons cluttering around
My face showing no emotion
The artist is completely isolated and tormented by internal thoughts and feelings of guilt.
Shackled by my sentence
Expecting no return
Here there is no penance
My skin begins to burn
The singer is bound by their punishment and does not expect to be released. They feel great remorse and regret for their actions.
(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) all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one
The singer tries to remain strong and hide their inner pain and hatred. They see themselves and others in a similar situation as captives, and that the world is not fair to everyone.
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
The artist has a spiritual awakening and sees a vision of redemption through sacrifice. They believe that only a higher power can free them from their burden and pain, and that there is hope for eternal life.
Should have been dead
On a Sunday morning
Banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain't got no time
The artist reflects on a near-death experience and how they almost missed their chance for redemption. They have no time for regret or mourning, only for living and making things right.
I cry out to God
Seeking only his decision
Gabriel stands and confirms
I've created my own prison
The artist seeks the truth and guidance from a higher power, and through angelic confirmation, comes to realize that they alone are responsible for their situation.
(And I said oh) we're held captive (I created)
Out from the sun (I created)
A sun that shines on only some (I created)
We the meek are all in one (I created my own prison)
The singer reflects on how their own actions have isolated them from others, and that they have created their own prison of guilt and regret. They recognize that they are not alone in their struggles and that everyone has the potential to create their own prison.
Should've been dead on a Sunday morning
Banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain't got no time
The artist repeats their realization that they could have died, but they now have a chance for redemption and are determined not to waste time. They must live for the present and make things right.
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Written by: Mark Tremonti, Scott Stapp
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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
(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)
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
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)
all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one
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)
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 held captive (I created)
Out from the sun (I created)
A sun that shines on only some (I created)
We the meek are all in one (I created my own prison)
Should've been dead on a Sunday morning
Banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain't got no time
@jmon9089
"I've created my own prison" line hits so fucking hard it's unreal.
@Loriburnett
O God ya!
@mrb3888
Man you ain’t kidding. You can really feel how much this song comes from deep in Scott. I think we all who understand the message of this track really feel the weight of it.
@JustinW-u2s
Amen. That's the reason we all are here replying
@RenegadeGunn
That's what I feel everyday like I'm trapped in my own cage like a dog on a chain
@jbone9900
@@RenegadeGunn try to get out but i dig deeper.
@emagneticboy97
20+ years later I think we can say Creed stood the test of time. Great music today
@sargeinamerica
Totally agree and this song really explains today’s issues in our society.
We have all the technology to be connected but we are further apart than we have ever been!
Stay safe stay strong we have some dark days ahead!
@janiedoman1070
Yes yes yes and yes❤️Amen
@shan-2233
Oh definitely and I love altar bridge to.
Have you noticed that mark tramonti has gotten even more awesome with that guitar ❤😊