Whitney Bjerken - Gears

{Verse 1}
Counting years
Counting months
Counting days
Until I can say I'm done
Cause I'm done
Every morning
Waking up
To try my best
And still not be enough
I'm done

{Chorus}
Cause I get high off second chances
But somebody pull my feet to the ground
I get up just to fall back down
The gears inside me are always damaged
They always feel so out of place
Cause they only seem to roll backwards in this race
Hmm, hmm, hmm

{Verse 2}
Sit at home
Watch TV
I'm insane cause
I pretended it's me in there
Keeps me from dying of boredom I swear
Ready set and go
I'm in the lead
Till the tire blows
And spins out flying free
As they stare
Sympathy from thousands acting like they care

{Chorus}
Cause I get high off second chances
But somebody pull my feet to the ground
I get up just to fall back down
The gears inside me are always damaged
They always feel so out of place
Cause they only seem to roll backwards in this race
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Hmm, hmm, hmm

{Verse 3}
And you'd never know
As someone else
Cause sometimes I can even fool myself
That it's fine
All these nights
And all these tears
I cry and try to replace all my gears
But they're still mine