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, 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
Break my back a thousand times
I try to tell myself everything will be fine
Another day another dollar
Don't surrender this fight
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, 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
Break my back a thousand times
I try to tell myself everything will be fine
Another day another dollar
Don't surrender this fight
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Writer(s): Joseph Michael Cocchi, Timothy Patrick Goergen Jr.
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