Incomplete Harmony

I awaken bloodshot and sore

Another days heat another days scorn

I awaken bloodshot and sore

Bruised and worn from the day before

Reluctantly I place my feet on the floor

Then I venture on through that door

Onward into the days heat

As unforgiving concrete passes underneath me

I lock eyes with myself and I ask honestly: Am I really complete?

Finding comfort in stability

These words are all foreign to me

Constant grind to make ends meet

These words have more familiarity

Is there more or is this what destined for

Arise and sleep a constant grind to make ends meet

I awaken bloodshot and sore

Another days heat another days scorn

The grit built up beneath my nails

Tells the story of a man that refuses to fail

Bruised and worn from the day before

Another days heat another days scorn

I awaken bloodshot and sore

Bruised and worn from the day before

Reluctantly I place my feet on the floor

Then once more I head through that door

Is there more or is this what I am destined for

Arise and sleep, a constant grind to make ends meet

Break my back a thousand times

I try to tell myself everything will be fine

Another day another dollar

Don't surrender this fight!