Gears Lyrics – Joshua Quimby

Gears Lyrics by Joshua Quimby

Well, the tip of my thumb
Has been whittled like wood
The way I’m abusin’ the lighter
I’m a-self medicatin’

A tokin’ all day and
Tryna fight fire with fire
I live by the pipe and I’ll die by it too
At least that’s how it seems to me

The grass, it’s a burnin’
The gears, they’re a churnin’
And that’s how it always will be
And that’s how it always will be

Well I’m dazed and confused
On the floor in my room
In the company of constant concern
Thinkin’ through thoughts that have got me distraught

For a reason I couldn’t discern
The reefer it does what it knows to do best
A-settin’ my troubled mind free
The grass, it’s a burnin’

The gears, they’re a churnin’
And that’s how it always will be
And that’s how it always will be
Said I live by the pipe and I’ll die by it too

At least that’s how it seems to me
The grass, it’s a burnin’
The gears, they’re a churnin’
And that’s how it always will be

And that’s how it always will be
And that’s how it always will be
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Joshua Quimby Lyrics – Gears

Joshua Quimby

Gears