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EDWIN McCAIN
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 — tearing of the teeth I've given up my ghosts Barely breathe your name Offer up myself Pray you'll do the same For the love that might escape Well that's the biggest fear Grinds me to a pulp Grinds me in the gears
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