Open Surgery

By Noaksey

On Representable

Released on November 5, 2014

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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!