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[Verse #1]
A forest of tongues rooted deep in their sockets dry... silence
An army of eyes gazing round for some flaw to spy... violence
Twenty-five grand to reattach a retina... (in a) furnace
Twenty-five and out, and all the good it's getting you... burn this

[Chorus]
I'm a pro, I'm a surgeon Beef Supreme - The Surgeon - http://motolyrics.com/beef-supreme/the-surgeon-lyrics.html
Ice-cold veins, keep on working
White-hot pain, feel nothing at all

[Verse #2]
The time I burned the armrest in the Mustang with a cigarette... junked it
The test that they gave to see if you were feeling it... flunked it
The latest in a series of biggest disappointments yet... waitress
Finally get it right, and there's no one left to witness it... hate this

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