Chords for SINS

_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [Eb] _ [C] I got diesel [G] in my veins, thinking about [C] suicide.
There's no Jesus [G] in LA, but I [Eb] still [C] see him sometimes.
[C] Sitting on the [G] walk of fame, [Eb] next to Jekyll and [C] Hyde.
The voices [Gm] saying,
Jesus, _ [Eb] Jesus, [Bb] Jesus.
[Cm] There's no [G] tomorrow,
_ [Eb] Jesus, [C] Jesus, Jesus.
I'm down with [G] my souls.
Father, [Bb] forgive me, [Gb] I'm sorry for [Gm] my sins.
So tired of living, [Eb] oh where do [G] I begin [Eb] to cope?
The [Cm] whiskey I smoke till [G] I'm dizzy, I'm [Eb] so fucking [Cm] filthy.
Forgive [Gm] me for my sins.
[Eb] My phone's about [C] to die.
I only [Gm] got one call, I almost slipped off [C] the side.
Till the angel [Gm] broke my fall.
[Eb] We drove through [Cm] the night, and we talked [Gm] about it all.
I [Eb] thank God I [C] survived.
The voices [Gm] saying,
[Eb] Father, _ [Cm] Father,
There's [Gm] no tomorrow.
[Eb] Father, [Cm] Father,
_ Drowning my [Gm] soul.
[Eb] Father, [Cm] Father,
There's no [Gm] tomorrow.
[Eb] Father, [Cm] Father,
Drowning [G] my soul.
[Gm] Father, forgive me, I'm sorry for my sins.
So tired of living, [Cm] oh where do [G] I begin [Eb] to cope?
The [Cm] whiskey [G] I smoke till I'm dizzy, [Eb] I'm so fucking [Cm] filthy.
Forgive me for [G] my sins.
[Eb] _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ [G] _
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_ _ [Eb] _ [Cm] Forgive me, I'm sorry [G] for my sins.
[Eb] Oh wait, [Cm] just kidding.
Oh where do [G] I begin [Eb] to cope?
[Cm] The whiskey I smoke till [Gm] I'm dizzy, [Eb] I'm so [Gm] fucking filthy.
[Cm] _ _
Thanks.
[G] Bye. _ _ _ _