[Intro] Tell me why... Everything feels right... But never feels whole. [Verse 1] Mirror on the wall but it don't know my name. Every day's the same but it never feels the same. Built another future, still I question what I made. Like I'm reading from a script that somebody else arranged. People see me smile, they don't see what I conceal. Every laugh is genuine, but it never feels real. Got everything I wanted, still I'm missing something deep. Like a promise disappeared while the rest of me could keep. Every déjà vu leaves another little stain. Every dream fades out before I catch the final frame. Every road I choose somehow feels rehearsed. Like I knew the destination before I left the curb. Searching for a reason, never searching for applause. Trying to understand these invisible flaws. ... [Hook] Something's missing, I can feel it in my soul. Got the pieces, still I never feel whole. Every answer only opens one more door. If I've got everything... Why do I still want more? --- [Verse 2] Started changing routes just to challenge what I know. Following my instincts where they tell me I should go. Something keeps pulling though I can't explain the force. Like my feet already know an unfamiliar course. I write thoughts down then I tear the page apart. Maybe all the missing pieces started in my heart. Every passing stranger make me take another glance. Like my life is waiting on a moment... not a chance. I don't chase the noise, I just listen when it's still. Every quiet moment make the silence feel too real. Maybe I ain't broken, maybe I just can't yet see. Maybe what I'm looking for... Starts with finding me. --- [Hook] Something's missing, I can feel it in my soul. Got the pieces, still I never feel whole. Every answer only opens one more door. If I've got everything... Why do I still want more? --- [Bridge] Tomorrow... I'm taking a different road. No destination. No reason. Just a feeling... That refuses... To let me stay still. [Hook] Something's missing, I can feel it in my soul. Got the pieces, still I never feel whole. Every answer only opens one more door. If I've got everything... Why do I still want more? [Outro] I've spent my whole life... Waiting for this feeling to disappear. It never did. So maybe... It isn't meant to. No more waiting. No more wondering. Tomorrow... I start searching.
