My Own Prison ~ Creed

Creed was an American post-grunge band from Tallahassee, Florida that became popular in the late 1990s and early 2000s.

Creed formed after Scott Stapp and Mark Tremonti, friends at Florida State University and high school classmates at Orlando’s Lake Highland Preparatory School, decided to form a band, recruiting Brian Marshall and Scott Phillips to complete the quartet in late 1995. The band was originally called “Naked Toddler”, then was called “Maddox Creed” but was changed to “Creed” by suggestion of Marshall and agreed to be the final naming. The four members had already written and collaborated three of the songs that would go on to become tracks on their chart-topping debut album My Own Prison. The songs were “One”, “Sister” and “What’s This Life For”.

The band broke up in 2004, but there have been some rumors of a 2009 reunion sparked by a new Creed website and a teaser video up on the Wind Up Records website.  There has been no official announcement, but for the first time since their split, their MySpace profile has been updated.

My Own Prison

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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 penance
My skin begins to burn

(And i said ohh)
So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And i said ohh)
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
Should have been dead
On a Sunday morning
Banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain’t got no time

(And i said ohh)
So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And i said ohh)
We’re 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 (repeat twice)

(And i said ohh)
So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And i said ohh)
We’re all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one

(And i said ohh)
So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride

I’ve created
I’ve created
I’ve created
I’ve created
I’ve created
I’ve created my own prison

Should have been dead
On a Sunday morning
Banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain’t got no time

  • Audio from the 1997 album, My Own Prison:

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About DJ Allyn

DJ Allyn is a burned out radio guy who went on to become a burned out sound engineer for a few Seattle area grunge bands in the 1980s and 1990s. Left the madness of worldwide tours with bands, cleaned up my act and went into the relative sanity of sound engineering for television series. Currently working as the Director of Sound for a television series being filmed in North Vancouver, British Columbia. I am always on the lookout for interesting videos, old music, and fun.

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