Touch The Album Cover
Sitting On A Chair.
Smoke The Last Cigarettes
To Take Me There .
Oh Take Me Down.
My Last Regret.
Time To Burn Out
Like My Last Cigarette.
The Cd Case
Scattered By Bits
My Cigarettes Gone And I Feel Like Shit.
Oh Take Me Down
No More Regrets
I'm All Burned Now
Like My Last Cigarette.
YOU ARE READING
Figure 8.
PoetryI Figured If I Did This. I Could Figure Out Whats Next. My Fingers Dance The Figure 8. Thats How I'll Start This Mess.
