CCU
Here I sit in CCU
with very little
or nothing to do
Out of my cell
three times per day
No one to talk to
not much to say
It's difficult to think
inside of these walls
the countless echoes
that stir in the halls
I miss my life
my family my friends
When will this madness
ever end
No one to blame
but just myself
Will I ever taste freedom
only time will tell
I don't know why
I chose this road
but now I believe
what I have reaped I have sown
It is time to change
this hard heart of mine
or stay in prison
for all of time
I tell you now
don't choose this path
or you will feel
the good Lords wrath
This isn't a place
for you to be
So change your hard heart
while you are still free.
with very little
or nothing to do
Out of my cell
three times per day
No one to talk to
not much to say
It's difficult to think
inside of these walls
the countless echoes
that stir in the halls
I miss my life
my family my friends
When will this madness
ever end
No one to blame
but just myself
Will I ever taste freedom
only time will tell
I don't know why
I chose this road
but now I believe
what I have reaped I have sown
It is time to change
this hard heart of mine
or stay in prison
for all of time
I tell you now
don't choose this path
or you will feel
the good Lords wrath
This isn't a place
for you to be
So change your hard heart
while you are still free.
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