Текст песни Creed - my own prison | текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3
Creed - my own prison | текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 слова песни
----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE--------------------------------This file is the author`s own work and represents their interpretation of thesong. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------Date: Mon, 27 Apr 1998 17:28:31 -0500From: RacerX1947 (by way of cal woods)Subject: c/creed/my_own_prison.tabCreed - "My Own Prison">From the album "My Own Prison"Written by Scott Stapp and Mark TremontiTranscribed by Mike Steedle (RacerX1947@aol.com)Dropped D tuning (DADGBE)Intro - Verse - Prechorus D Bb Fe-----------------------------------------------|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 VerseGuitar 1 F C D BbGuitar 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 inNo appeal on the docket todayJust my own sinThe walls are cold and paleThe cage made of steelScreams fill the roomAlone I drop and kneelSilence now the soundMy breath the only motion aroundDemons cluttering aroundMy face showing no emotionShackled by my sentenceExpecting no returnHere there is no penenceMy skin begins to burnSo I held my head up highHiding hate that burns in sideWhich only fuels their selfish prideWe`re all held captiveOut from the sunA sun that shines on only someWe the meek are all in oneI hear a thunder in the distanceSee a vision of a crossI feel the pain that was givenOn that sad day of lossA lion roars in the darknessOnly he holds the keyA light to free me from my burdenAnd grant me life eternallyShould have been deadOn a sunday morningBanging my headNo time for mourningAin`t got no timeI cry out to GodSeeking only his decisionGabriel stands and confirmsI`ve created my own prison