Your Troubles Will Cease And Fortune Will Smile Upon You

When I return
 I dream of another life
 Failure transparent in the palm of my hand
 I am the contortionist
 We are the contortionists
 I can feel this distance is further and farther without you
 Contorting to fit somewhere I do not belong
 Brick by brick
 Stone on top of stone
 I create
 From these towers
 Built of nothingness
 I will fall
 And like these wordless feelings
 There is an emptiness we long to feel inside
 Father when will you come home?
 I have been dying inside
 Mother where have you gone?
 Oh so how hard I've been trying
 Hours upon hours
 I am fucking sleepless
 We are wretched, no sleep for the wicked
 And at night we come undone
 This is not who I ever was
 We are anything
 We are the contortionist
 We are the wordless feelings
 We are the great divide
 We are the emptiness we long to feel inside
 We are anything
 We are the contortionist