Gears

Gears - Miss May I

Once again being here recovering

Over and over

Torn from the inside from every direction

Uncontrolled creations of the entire world

Making us just a device for you

Making us someone to be abused

Making us desperate

Making us desperate and confused

Our gears are wearing down to nothing

Down to nothing

Because of you

Our gears are wearing down to nothing

Down to nothing

Because of you

Oh the feeling of being machines

Oh the feeling of being machines

Created for you

Our gears are wearing down to nothing

Down to nothing

Because of you

Our gears are wearing down to nothing

Down to nothing

Because of you