Cifras
Felix Culpa

Tom: C

Introdução:

dificuldade
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Am                                                                                 G      F  
Turn the lights on, look at what I have
(F)
Am                                                                                 G         F  
Countless stories, tell of sin and pain
                                                                                                                  F7+    G6  Am7  
But they sing the sweetness of my savior's grace
Am                                                                    G              F  
I'm a torn man, spirit fighting flesh
(F)
Am                                                                                                    G            F  
But all that haunts me, all that leaves a stain
                                                                                                                Dm7  
Only sings the sweetness of my savior's grace
                    C7+            Bm11                                 F7+                            Dm7  
A fortunate fall, my sins are stories of grace to recall
                        C7+              Bm11                         F7+  
A fortunate fall, I glory in my sins forgiven
Am                                                                 G      F  
Jesus bought me, and now I am His
(F)
Am                                                      G                      F  
All my vices, to which I've been chained
                                                                                                          Dm7  
Only speak the sweetness of my savior's grace
                                          F7+                                                                                                 G6  
And still I'm a wicked, wretched man, I do everything I hate
     Am7  
I am fighting to be god, I seethe and claw and thrash and shake
                  F7+                                                                                                                                         G6  
I have killed and stacked the dead, on a throne from which I reign
                  Am7  
In the end I just want blood, and with His blood my hands are stained
                  F7+                                                                                                                      G6  
See the God who reigns on high, He has opened His own veins
                  Am7  
From His wounds a rushing torrent that can wash it all away
F7+  
Grace upon grace, upon grace upon grace
Am7  
Grace.."
                         Am9    C9+    F9+    G6