Incomplete

I’ve always known

That there’s a void in my chest

So don’t try to tell me

That it’s all in my head

I’ve learned to live

With the constant feeling of dread

But it don’t feel like living, no

And I don’t know how the story will go

But I can't help fear the ending

There’s something ominous

About the unknown

And having to face it alone

I try to ignore it

But it's always on my mind

A constant reminder

That something just isn't right

It keeps me down all day

And then it keeps me up all night

It feels like a black hole forming inside

I feel so incomplete

I don’t know what I need

There’s a missing piece

That I can’t reach

I think I’ve struck the last nerve

I feel more stuck than ever

Forever lost and searching

For the things that can’t be found

And I’m so sick of feeling so powerless

Like nothing I do ever makes any progress

Perpetual cycles of denial and regret

I’ve spent my whole life spinning through

And I don’t like how the story has been

So can I help change the ending?

Or is it all predetermined instead?

Am I wasting my breath?

I try to ignore it

But it's always on my mind

A constant reminder

That something just isn't right

It keeps me down all day

And then it keeps me up all night

Will I ever fill this ever-growing divide?

I feel so incomplete

I don’t know what I need

There’s a missing piece

That I can’t reach

I think I’ve struck the last nerve

I feel more stuck than ever

Forever lost and searching

For the things that can’t be found

And I can't determine

Where this ends and begins

But I am still learning, still learning

And I’ve paid for my sins

Yet remain unforgiven

But I am still standing

Still standing, still standing

I am still standing

I am still incomplete

And I always will be

There’s a missing piece

That I don’t need

I think I’ve struck the last nerve

I feel stronger than ever

Forever lost but grateful

For the things I’ve come to find

I feel so incomplete

I feel so incomplete

I don't know what I need

Whoa