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
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

When I return
I dream of another life
Failure transparent in the palm of my hand
I am the contortionist
We are the contortionists
Hours upon hours
I am fucking sleepless
We are the wretched, no sleep for the wicked
And at night we come undone

We are anything
We are the contortionist
This is not who I ever was
This is not who I ever was
We are anything
We are the contortionist
This is not who I ever was
This is not who I ever was
We are the wordless feelings
We are the great divide
We are the emptiness we long to feel inside