For the best that it stays on nSweat like branches motions to nPink surrounding you is gone nForgeries of plastic bound nnProud nDrown nCrawl nCold nSound nnI would mold you into plastic nPlant you in sound with a thirst for nBurning your clutching demands nAround your neck a little too tight nTo put up the proudest drown nRapt fast to the burning in your face nI feel your insides shake nThe murderous surrounding you are nSpeaking widely of closed crimes nWorst of your type burst in murderous wit nHeat falls from your mouth to burn the whites of my eyes nIt's disappointing like dark skies nCrawling on cold tiles nLegs like they've been skinned alive nI can feel your insides shake nI can feel your insides shake nnThin lights shine a vision on nThe instep of your first born undone nForgeries from heart to hand nMolding you in plastic sand nnProud nDrown nCrawl nCold nSound nProud nDrownnnI see all the worthless done for nBest of your type past the last door nMurdered spit that foams your mouth nTo burn the whites of my eyes a sigh nThis disappointing in dark holes nOn cold tiles with legs like skinned alive nI feel your insides shake nThe murderer surrounding you is nSpeaking widely of closed crimes nWrapped fast to the burning forgeries sent from Your heart to the pen around your throat nGray petals wrap around your lowered chin nnWalking far past proud to drown nTrapped in leaves on broken sound nBurning roofs in scalpless towns nHoping you can hear it now nSpeaking widely of screened in walls nWorst of types crawl on cold broken tiles nLets end it in the lines nI can feel your insides shake