Barabas
I've been part of the rougher crowd for most of my life
I'm not saying that I'm perfect now, I know
I know that I'm not righteous before a man
Or let alone before some god
I took part of an insurrection
Kept my heart from its own reflection
I was doin' things I never thought I'd do
I was playin' with my life, with fire
Numb to pain, numb to prison life to the thorns and the briers
Oh, I was servin' my time as a prisoner for my crimes
I deserved it, I am just a man
And I tend to take matters into my own hands
But I was powerless that day
Then the judge took my sentence away
It's now been several days, and I'm still wondering why
The smoke cleared but there's still a haze
I was replaced by some random guy from Nazareth
Does he even know who I am? Who I am?
And I was servin' my time
Then they told me I was fine to go
I don't deserve it, I don't even know the man
Who was taking my punishment with nails in his hands
While I am free another day
'Cause the judge took my sentence away
I don't know why I'm free at all, what do I do with this second life?
I was dead, now I'm alive, and I can't recall
What I did to make things go so right
There's nothing I did to make things right
How can this be?
Who could this be?
I'm not saying that I'm perfect now, I know
I know that I'm not righteous before a man
Or let alone before some god
I took part of an insurrection
Kept my heart from its own reflection
I was doin' things I never thought I'd do
I was playin' with my life, with fire
Numb to pain, numb to prison life to the thorns and the briers
Oh, I was servin' my time as a prisoner for my crimes
I deserved it, I am just a man
And I tend to take matters into my own hands
But I was powerless that day
Then the judge took my sentence away
It's now been several days, and I'm still wondering why
The smoke cleared but there's still a haze
I was replaced by some random guy from Nazareth
Does he even know who I am? Who I am?
And I was servin' my time
Then they told me I was fine to go
I don't deserve it, I don't even know the man
Who was taking my punishment with nails in his hands
While I am free another day
'Cause the judge took my sentence away
I don't know why I'm free at all, what do I do with this second life?
I was dead, now I'm alive, and I can't recall
What I did to make things go so right
There's nothing I did to make things right
How can this be?
Who could this be?
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Writer(s): Noah Gundermann
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