Текст песни Miss May I - Gears

Once again being here recovering over and over
Torn from 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, down to nothing, down to nothing because of you
Our gears are wearing down, 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, down to nothing, down to nothing because of you
Our gears are wearing down, down to nothing, down to nothing because of you
Our gears are wearing down, down to nothing, down to nothing because of you