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After The Burial

After The Burial

Your Troubles Will Cease and Fortune Will Smile Upon You

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When I return
I dream another life
Failure transparent
in the palm of my hand
I am the contortionist
We are the contortionists
I 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 x2

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 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 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

This is not who I ever was x2

We are anything
We are the contortionist

This is not who I ever was x2

We are the wordless feelings
We are the great divide
We are the emptiness
we long to feel inside!!!

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