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Rub a-five-three-five on my wrists,
The murky cuts against the sting of peppermint,
and I can't quite feel it anymore anymore.
Can't quite feel it anymore.

Now I'm wondering why Chronic pain
is so underweighed,
Unrecognized as the nastiestofache-
People, they're all so emotional these days.

The upper-spyne curls in an almost slump,
I feel up the incision point and rubrub
rubrubrub--
until I can't quite tell what hurts anymore,
can't quite tell if it hurts.

The lower-spine stays pencil still,
fused and frozen to my once wish-ed will,
O now, this is mad! I just can't tell
what's keeping me down now.

Darling, I'm understanding the brunt of the blow
as never knowing anything anymore.
Darling, is this emotion I'm feeling,
the product of the pain I'm constantly relieving?
Darling, my grammar is disappearing through my skin
like all of the antiphlogistine I'm rubbing in,

and I can't tell you why some remains.
I wonder why Chronic pain
is so underweighed,
Unrecognized as the nastiest of ache-
People, they're all so inconclusive these days.

Description
Rub a-five-three-five on my wrists,
The murky cuts against the sting of peppermint,
and I can't quite feel it anymore anymore.
Can't quite feel it anymore.

Now I'm wondering why Chronic pain
is so underweighed,
Unrecognized as the nastiestofache-
People, they're all so emotional these days.

The upper-spyne curls in an almost slump,
I feel up the incision point and rubrub
rubrubrub--
until I can't quite tell what hurts anymore,
can't quite tell if it hurts.

The lower-spine stays pencil still,
fused and frozen to my once wish-ed will,
O now, this is mad! I just can't tell
what's keeping me down now.

Darling, I'm understanding the brunt of the blow
as never knowing anything anymore.
Darling, is this emotion I'm feeling,
the product of the pain I'm constantly relieving?
Darling, my grammar is disappearing through my skin
like all of the antiphlogistine I'm rubbing in,

and I can't tell you why some remains.
I wonder why Chronic pain
is so underweighed,
Unrecognized as the nastiest of ache-
People, they're all so inconclusive these days.