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