Incomplete Harmony کے بول

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!