Proud To Drown

Made Out Of Babies

For the best that it stays on sweat like branches 
motions to pink surrounding you is gone for geries of 
plastic bound 
Proud Drown Crawl Cold Sound 
I would mold you into plastic plant you in sound with a 
thirst for burning your clutching demands around your 
neck a little too tight too put up the proudest drown 
rapt fast to the burning in your face I feel your 
insides shake the murderous surrounding you are 
speaking widely of closed crimes worst of your type 
burst in murderous wit heat falls from your mouth to 
burn the whites of my eyes 
It's Disappointing like dark skies crawling on cold 
tiles legs like they've been skinned alive I can feel 
your insides shake I can feel your insides shake 
Thin lights shine a vision on 
The instep of your first born undone 
Forgeries from heart to hand 
Molding you in plastic sand 
Proud Drown Crawl Cold Sound 
I see all the worthless done for 
Best of your type past the last door Murdered spit that 
foams your mouth To burn the whites of my eyes A sigh 
This Disappointing in dark holes On cold tiles with 
legs like skinned alive I feel your insides shake the 
murderer surrounding you is speaking widely of closed 
crimes wrapped fast to the burning forgeries sent from 
your heart to the pen around your throat gray petals 
wrap around your lowered chin walking far past proud to 
drown trapped in leaves on broken sound burning roofs 
in scalpless towns hoping you can hear it now speaking 
widely of screened in walls worst of types crawl on 
cold broken tiles lets end it in the lines I can feel 
your insides shake