Grim Hustle Chronicle

Wake up bleary, dark dawn awakenin’ restless

Caffeine fiend need beans, dreams been relentless

Iron heart, heavy steps through the city's grey maze

Blazing trails, daily grind, a hustle phase

Skyscrapers yawning, shadows stretch long

Concrete jungles hummin’, misfit song

Bossman barkin’, deadlines like a chase

Grim hustle, metal grind, in this rat race

Pockets empty but dreams are a fort

Cutting through the fog, life's a bitter sport

Steppin' heavy, ghosts of the burden’s weight

Metal grunge grind, path we navigate

Clock ticks savage, jaws of steel tight

Office cage, wage slave in the dead of night

Emails buzzin', strings feel tight wound

Boss whip-crackin', till we're underground

Mouths to feed, hunger in the kids' eyes

Daily battle, echoes of the metal cries

Grimy hands, sweat-soaked ambition fuel

Every day a war, keepin’ the struggle cool

Pockets empty but dreams are a fort

Cutting through the fog, life's a bitter sport

Steppin' heavy, ghosts of the burden’s weight

Metal grunge grind, path we navigate