Based on Anniela — Elektrisk (Sweden NF 2011)
Pain searching… Pain not found!
Since my birth I’ve got a tolerance that others don’t have.
Pain don’t make me feel a thing; I don’t have the receptors.
So, to make myself fit in, I kind of oversell it.
Screaming loudly when I hit my toenail to the corner.
Tired of this thing that I have
And what other people say,
Started a journey to rewire.
Otitis, tonsillitis, sinusitis
Felt like a warm hug.
Rib fracture, front and back too, should ignite my
Proprioception – no :(
Swarm of bees group-sting me
Got adrenaline but I could barely feel it.
Disjointed, disappointed, turned to science.
Reverse engineer this.
Neurologic illness caused by genetic mutations,
CIP affects one person when you have a million.
Fourty of them live in Vittangi, my mother’s hometown.
Probably got it cause my parents are also first cousins.
No drug agreed upon yet,
-Maybe it’s irrational-
I will continue to “treat” myself.
Paid people, to kick my crotch -no reception,
They were perverts too.
Pulled the plug, got my finger in electric.
Shame that was no use -boo!
What a torture it is
To see others in pain and not know what that is!
Disheartened, I’ll give up now, got no clue if
I will ever cure this…
I throw my things out – live in the street now.
Join a freak circus, but they kick me out.
Start to feel dizzy, fall to the ground, no senses.
Hospital bed now, nurse to my bedside, pinches my finger
Feels like a restart! Shooting pain, I FEEL IT!
The aching is refreshing, kiss the nurses, stare in utter shock.
CIP is my past now, gonna cure all
My town and the suburbs!
First things first, I must do
-You know what- ‘cause I’ve never felt it inside me.
Get my ass into the bar, grab a cute one
But his dong is too small :(
(Awkward tension sounds)