Imagine It chords by The Rep

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Verse 1
Em 
E 
Am 
C 
B 
Can you
Em 
ima gine it?
E 
Hanging there bleeding to death
Em 
Wheezing for breath,
your stomach hurts
Am 
cause you got beat in the chest
You all bloody on your feet to your head
From the look of things,
C 
you would think you'd be dead
B 
Em 
But you not,
cause you gotta finish the work
Every second's like a minute,
every minute it hurts
Am 
You screaming in  pain,
screaming his name
Em 
Am 
Why have you forsaken me?
B 
This is the reason I came
Em 
You're crying inside,
but you can't cry from your eyes
Cause your face is so swollen
that it's driving you blind
Am 
Your back aches,
cause pressure is applied to your spine
C 
When you press up on your feet,
Em 
B 
cause you're trying to climb
Em 
Up the cross, just to get a gasp of air
And meanwhile,
everybody laughs and cheers
Am 
It's only been ten minutes,
but it feels like half a year
Em 
The Roman soldiers
B 
Em 
grab and tear at your clothes
Leaving your prophet exposed, humiliated
It's how you die for the throne
Am 
And they witness,
at the sight of your death
And they watch you,
C 
B 
as you're fighting for breath
Em 
E 
Every insult feels like a knife in your chest
Em 
And blood drips down your neck
from the spikes in your head
Am 
The crown adorns,
somebody sound the horn
Em 
C 
Cause the curtain from the temple,
Am 
B 
yo they found it torn
Em 
That means salvation's free,
he paid the fee
I once was blind,
but now he made me see
Am 
I went from peewee to bland
in the major leagues
C 
The temple was destroyed in one day,
Em 
but raised in three
B 
Em 
Could you walk in his shoes,
drink from his cup?
He opened up his arms
like I love you this much
Am 
Could you do what he did,
die so that we live?
B 
If you could then your name is Jesus
Em 
Could you walk in his shoes,
drink from his cup?
He opened up his arms
like I love you this much
Am 
Could you do what he did,
die so that we live?
B 
Am 
If you could then your name is Jesus
B 
E 
Em 
Can you imagine it,
getting hit in the jaw
With people standing over you yelling
Am 
They take a stick and strike
you over the head
Em 
C 
Over and over and over again
B 
Em 
They beat you down,
they smile when they see you frown
E 
Em 
They spit in your face,
laugh as you bleed in the ground
Am 
You try to get up, but you can barely walk
So they force another man
to carry the cross
B 
Em 
You've been condemned,
all you did is give to men
You live for them,
but they would rather live for sin
Am 
You never fuck back,
but you get whipped again
C 
So hard that it rips your skin
B 
E 
Portrayed by the kiss of a friend,
Em 
slain by the fists of men
On a scale of 1 to 5, the pain gets a 10
Am 
But you haven't even felt the half,
felt the wrath
Em 
C 
Until you feel the cross
B 
rip against your back
Em 
Thoughts of life and death
are running through your mind
And splinters from the water
running through your spine
Am 
It's the worst in any story
in the New York Times
They found you guilty
C 
and never even knew your crime
B 
Em 
Every woman and man is there,
they stand and stare
And watch as you hang like
E 
a chandelier
Am 
Can't you bear the nails
in both your legs?
Both your arms,
C 
even though you know they wrong?
B 
Em 
Can you ima gine it?
E 
That's why I wrote this song
Em 
You can laugh,
Am 
C 
but it's you if the joke is on
B 
Em 
Could you walk in his shoes,
drink from his cup?
He opened up his arms like,
I love you this much
Am 
Could you do what he did,
die so that we live?
If you could, then your name is Jesus
B 
E 
Em 
Could you walk in his shoes,
drink from his cup?
He opened up his arms like,
I love you this much
Am 
Could you do what he did,
die so that we live?
If you could, then your name is Jesus
B 
E 
Em 
They drove nails through his hands,
E 
you could see the blood squirt
Now I know what they mean
Em 
when they say that love hurts
Am 
Imagine torture,
Em 
only this is much worse
Just the thought makes me
E 
wanna hit the ground and hug dirt
Em 
Why'd he do it for me?
I would've done it for him
I'm not a righteous man,
matter of fact, I'm nothing but sin
E 
Am 
I'm not clean,
I've got dirt stuck to my skin
Em 
C 
And it's like I'm proud of it,
so I cuss and I grin
B 
Em 
I  said, I hate you,
and he told me that he loved me
I stabbed him in his back,
and he turned around and hugged me
Am 
They beat him,
when instead they should've
mugged me
B 
Should've left me on the cross
and watched the blood leak
E 
My tongue speaks,
Em 
all I do is curse and lie
That's why I deserve to die
Am 
Go to hell, man, I should be the first to fry
B 
Em 
But they gave him the blame
B 
like he was worse than I
Em 
Worse than he, worse than she
Straight up, cold -blooded murder
in the first degree
E 
Am 
You ain't gotta go to church
to believe it
Cause you heard it from me
Just close your eyes,
B 
think of the murderous scene
E 
Em 
Could you walk in his shoes,
drink from his cup
He opened up his arms like,
love you this much
Am 
Could you do what he did,
die so that we live?
B 
If you could, then your name is Jesus
Em 
Could you walk in his shoes,
drink from his cup?
He opened up his arms like,
I love you this much
Am 
Could you do what he did,
die so that we live?
If you could, then your name is Je
B 
Em 
sus
Am 
C 
B 
Em 
You
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