Grind Me In The Gears

I'm holding my last breath

It's burning in my lungs

Clenching up my eyes

Bloody up my tongue



For the words that might escape

Are ringing in my ears

Grinds me to a pulp

Grind me in the gears



My frozen spirit aches

I slip another day

Start to lose my grip

Find another way



For the life that might escape

Has been echoing for years

Grinds me to a pulp

Grind me in the gears



I've seen all the faces

They mirror me

And i've felt the tearing