My Fingers, Pt. 1

And I knew I was in trouble,
But I had to block the pain out of my- out of my brain
Blood started coming down my arm, and chunks of meat and everything
I was screaming
I couldn't believe what had just happened
I can't explain how it felt
And without thinking, grabbed my hand

Samson faced a terrible choice, die or cut off his own



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Writer(s): Gabriel Ackerman
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