Barabbas

My name is Barabbas

I am a revolutionary

So deep in my habits

Now I'm nothing too extraordinary

And maybe I deserve this sentence

Distracted by my false intentions

My name is Barabbas

I am a revolutionary

My daddy was a preacher

And I was loved by my mother

Even they couldn't save me, would they even wanna?

So now I wait for death to answer

But suddenly they chose the better man

I'm staring at this teacher, that bravely looked at his mother

But it could've been me

It could've been me

I was told he'd done nothing

I was told he was perfect

Something about a prophet, something about a servant

I barely even knew his name

Only from the angry claim

Somehow he'd done nothing, somehow he was perfect

Oh but it would've been me

It would've been me

Oh it would've been me

Oh it would've been me

I'm standing in the street

Awestruck by the horror

I can see the fire in His eyes

A love like no other

He probably could've ran away

But its like He knows He need to stay

I'm standing in the street watching innocence be murdered

But it should've been me

Oh it should've been me

It should've been me

Oh it should've been me

But it wasn't me

My name is Barabbas

I was a revolutionary

Still don't know why it happened

Something so extraordinary