Bomb The Music Industry - Cant Complain chords

can´t complain

E x7999x or 012200
D#/E x6999x
A 5776xx
F#M: 2442xx
G#/A 4776xx
B: x2444x
g#m: 466444
c#m: x46654



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E       D#/E   A
Wake up, start running for your life.
         E               D#/E
Fill the tumbler with the coffee
         A                        c#m g#m
Feed the cat and hit the lights.
A                                                c#m g#m
The steps are ticking counts a beat ahead of you.
A
The steps are keeping time.
    E g#m A
But I      can't complain.
           E               g#m
I've got a bed I can crawl into.
           A
I've got a bottle for the pain.
           c#m                  B
I've got a window shade I can pull right down
         A                 G#/A                     
F#M   A
When the sky fills up with clouds and it looks like rain.
                 E D#/E A x2
I can't complain.
E     D#/E         A
Someone will start nipping at your heels.
      E                        D#/E
Panic pumps blood through your knees
         A                       c#m g#m
But they don't care how you feel.
A                                                 c#m g#m
The little fuckers chewing through the plastic;
A
They're gonna do you in.

    E g#m A
But I      can't complain.
           E               g#m
I've got a bed I can crawl into.
           A
I've got a bottle for the pain.
           c#m                  B
I've got a window shade I can pull right down
         A                 G#/A                     
F#M   A
When the sky fills up with clouds and it looks like rain.
                 E D#/E A x2  F#M g#m
I can't complain.
A                                                  F#M g#m 
A F#M g#m
And I'm sorry the things I touch, I always damage.
A                                       E D#/E
And I'm sorry I always act like I can't manage
A                                              E D#/E
To stop the fuckers chewing through the fabric.
A
They're gonna do me in.

    E g#m A
But I      can't complain.
           E               g#m
I've got a bed I can crawl into.
           A
I've got a bottle for the pain.
           c#m                  B
I've got a window shade I can pull right down
         A                 G#/A                     
F#M   A
When the sky fills up with clouds and it looks like rain. I can't complain.