G.I.M.P. letra

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

Fissure - Letras

• G.I.M.P.
• Gary Busey For President Of The Moon
• Hey, Bro, Do You Like Attack Attack!?
• I Used To Cut Myself To Dashboard Confessionals
• I Want All Our Songs To Be About Rims
• Junkie's Day Off
• Junkie's Day Off
• Junkie's Day Off
• Left Footed
• Left Footed
• Left Footed
• Loving You (feat. VJS)
• Sometimes, You Just Can't Get Rid Of a Bomb