Choke
Trophy Eyes
I felt the sting of a cigarette burn the space, Between my index and middle finger. I learnt to squeeze, But never learnt to let go. I learnt to squeeze, But never learnt to let go.
I felt the sting of a cigarette burn the space, Between my index and middle finger. I learnt to squeeze, But never learnt to let go. I learnt to squeeze, But never learnt to let go.