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G.I.M.P.

Fissure

Sharp pain in my stomach
It’s been hurting
For the last couple of weeks
I can’t function properly
I can’t even stand
Probe me, cut me, nuke my brain

Too many numbers
I can’t even count that high
Fuck it, I'll deal with it
Fuck it, I'll just walk it off
You’d probably bleed me to death without even cutting me