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D#m C#
Thinking 'bout the New Year
F# Fm
All the dirt it'll attract
D#m C#
Kicked apart the last one
F# Fm
Glad to see it done
F# C#
I want days so perfect
G# D#7
Perfect in ways I've never seen
F# C#
Wearing leaden frames
G# D#7
Grim and pure, like me
D#m C#
Counting up your blessings
F# Fm
Think of all the things you lack
D#m C#
Counting down to zero
F# Fm
And you'll never get it back
F# C#
G# lot of heads need breaking
G# D#7
But I know that thought is wrong
F# C#
Things might turn against me
G# D#7
Then again, I'd do the same
D#m C#
One foot on the platform
F# Fm
One foot on the train
D#m C#
F# F#m