Текст песни Grind Me In The Gears - Edwin McCain
I′m
holding
my
last
breath
It's
burning
in
my
lungs
Clenching
up
my
eyes
Bloody
up
my
tongue
Of
the
words
that
might
escape
Are
ringing
in
my
ears
Grinds
me
to
a
pulp
Grind
me
in
the
gears
(And
it
grinds
me)
(And
it
grinds
me)
(And
it
grinds
me)
(And
it
grinds
me)
My
frozen
spirit
aches
I
slip
another
day
Start
to
lose
my
grip
And
find
another
way
For
the
life
that
might
escape
Has
been
echoing
for
years
It
grinds
me
to
a
pulp
Grind
me
in
the
gears
(And
it
grinds
me)
(And
it
grinds
me)
(And
it
grinds
me)
(And
it
grinds
me)
(And
it
grinds
me)
(And
it
grinds
me)
(And
it
grinds
me)
(And
it
grinds
me)
I′ve
seen
all
the
faces
They
mirror
me
And
I've
felt
the
tearing
Tearing
of
the
teeth
I've
given
up
my
ghosts
Barely
breathe
your
name
Offer
up
myself
Pray
you′ll
do
the
same
But
the
love
that
might
escape
Well
that′s
our
biggest
fear
It
grinds
me
to
a
pulp
And
grinds
me
in
the
gears
(In
the
gears)
(And
it
grinds
me)
(And
it
grinds
me)
Grinds
me
in
the
gears
(And
it
grinds
me)
(And
it
grinds
me)
(And
it
grinds
me)
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