Incomplete
Untraceable
In the long run
Everyone dies
It doesn't make much sense

Incomplete
Unborn ideas
Expiry dates
I'm out of line
Another soul for sale

Incomplete in a sense

Incomplete
A living joke
A friendly ghost
Without a word
Won't leave a single trace

Incomplete in a sense

With trouble down the line
The devil lies inside
What's the point in that ?
No wonder we sound flat
And where I'm heading at
Sure feels like a trap
There's trouble down the line
With you it would be fine
I wonder where you are
I wonder where you are

Incomplete
Unresolved
Another joke
Behind my back
Without a grasp on the world

Incomplete and a mess