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OPEN SURGERY
Verse 1;
1993; jessi-churst;-the-curse; was-born
No-nurse;-worst the-umbilical cord was torn; No
Verse could help you to envision at all; but
I’ll still try just envision a pool…
Filled with bits of victims that he killed from a school; Tho
With many years of therapy; screamed to sleep hysterically;
Waiting for the day; he makes his-way, to a cemetery
Waiting for the day he gets a sentence; or they bury ME!?
A few years on; something seems wrong
I look around in horror see the people have all gone
Well bits of them are left; I’m begging for my death…
And this rage; keeps beating, out of my chest!
Breathing my last breath; believe that this is whole mess-
Wasn’t what I had in mind when you were greeting me with best-
Intentions; know that I’m no scien-tist; no-inventions!
Here’s a coffin; lie in this, ill teach you a lesson!!!
Hook;
My amne-sia; brings – out, the-worst in-me;
An eruption… then a surge-you-see;
Welc-ome; to-the, Open Surg-ery….
Even worse; i’ll never know.. Jessi Churst is me!
Verse 2;
Jessi wake up; you okay man? you forgot the day!
'Is it important?’ well? they don’t give PHD’s away!!?
I tell him I remember; though I didn’t; I felt a bit different-
-Like something isn’t meant to happen;
Yo Jessi, I gotta go blud; oi listen now!
If you don’t come later; you’ll be missing out!
So I go to the award ceremony;
…………….. (strange) ………….
I thought this place felt kinda homely; so
Straight I walk; To, see someone who knows me-
-and i made him pause………
I ask him to explain how I aced my course;
Then I hear a voice that puts rage in my thoughts..
'his parents marriage ended; but-not; through-divorce’
With a straight face i talk about…… Wait! Black out; 'Mate..
Let me ease the weight; sit back down; that speech was great!”
Hook;
My amne-sia; brings – out, the-worst in-me;
An eruption… then a surge-you-see;
Welc-ome; to-the, Open Surg-ery….
Even worse; i’ll never know.. Jessi Churst is me!
Verse 3;
Can’t help but go insane at these heinous remarks
He’s telling me that I’ve been destined for greatness;
Even if that means that i drink and drain the hearts;
Sley the guards; and let their blood, stain the glass!
Everybody raise your glass! …. (Wait)
If I break the glass; it would be razor sharp…
(What?) -I was joking; tryna make you laugh!
You can’t erase your past; but, suddenly mine is;
Racing fast; In my head, as it fades to dark….
I wake up again; as-a strange man; says, 'at last’
'Without.. further ado; our, doctors in the making;
Let me introduce you too’ …
'jessi! .. why you shaking’ ?
'What – on – earth; have, you-been taking?
I-said what is with-in the third degree-
-I announce… welcome to the Open Surgery!
Hook;
My amne-sia; brings – out, the-worst in-me;
An eruption… then a surge-you-see;
Welc-ome; to-the, Open Surg-ery….
Even worse; i’ll never know.. Jessi Churst is me!
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