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