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Cal Scruby

ROCK BOTTOM

Release date: 23rd April 2024

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"ROCK BOTTOM" is a single by Cal Scruby, released 23rd April 2024. Full lyrics are available below.

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ROCK BOTTOM

I got a question
Will I make a sound
When I hit the ground
With nobody else around?
When it all falls down
Rock bottom where the lost get found

It's getting hard for me to keep my head straight
Had a heavy heart, now, I'm carrying dead weight
Digging my own grave
I did it my own way
I'm buried alive with all the shit that I don't say
It's deeper than six feet, I'm barely alive
My apartment is a coffin that I'm carried inside
And I'm coughing
'Cause I'm often
Off of various highs
Got me wondering does anybody care if he dies
I inhale and I just hold it
I'm running from everything, my hamstring swollen
I pulled it, stop
Popped the ankle out of the socket
Now, I'm looking at it trying not to vomit

I'm sick of this feeling
I'm going psycho
I'm sick of being sick of this feeling
I'm going psycho
I'm sick of being sick of being sick of this feeling
It go in cycles
It go round and round and round

I got a question
Will I make a sound
When I hit the ground
With nobody else around?
When it all falls down
Rock bottom where the lost get found
Will I make a sound
When I hit the ground
With nobody else around?
When it all falls down
Rock bottom where the lost get found

The highs feel like lows
Old friends start to feel like foes
Silver lining but it feel like gold
Is I've been here for so long it feel like home
Like I'm right where I'm supposed to be
Physically, emotionally
Digging down deep 'til I can't see the opening
Changing for the people I don't know
'Til everybody close to me
Looking at a ghost of me
And I don't got a rope
Had a ladder but it broke
Doesn't matter 'cause I'd rather be alone
Got my phone out of data and it's low on the battery
Ope! There goes, what a tragedy
I build a wall and moat, that's my strategy
When I'm gone, I hope you not mad at me
I'm done talking about it, I tried therapy
You're still not hearing me

I'm sick of this feeling
I'm going psycho
I'm sick of being sick of this feeling
I'm going psycho
I'm sick of being sick of being sick of this feeling
It go in cycles
It go round and round and round

I got a question
Will I make a sound
When I hit the ground
With nobody else around?
When it all falls down
Rock bottom where the lost get found
Will I make a sound
When I hit the ground
With nobody else around?
When it all falls down
Rock bottom where the lost get found

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I got a question Will I make a sound When I hit the ground With nobody else around? When it all falls down Rock bottom where the lost get found It's getting hard for me to keep my head straight Had a heavy heart, now, I'm carrying dead weight Digging my own grave I did it my own way I'm buried alive with all the shit that I don't say It's deeper than six feet, I'm barely alive My apartment is a coffin that I'm carried inside And I'm coughing 'Cause I'm often Off of various highs Got me wondering does anybody care if he dies I inhale and I just hold it I'm running from everything, my hamstring swollen I pulled it, stop Popped the ankle out of the socket Now, I'm looking at it trying not to vomit I'm sick of this feeling I'm going psycho I'm sick of being sick of this feeling I'm going psycho I'm sick of being sick of being sick of this feeling It go in cycles It go round and round and round I got a question Will I make a sound When I hit the ground With nobody else around? When it all falls down Rock bottom where the lost get found Will I make a sound When I hit the ground With nobody else around? When it all falls down Rock bottom where the lost get found The highs feel like lows Old friends start to feel like foes Silver lining but it feel like gold Is I've been here for so long it feel like home Like I'm right where I'm supposed to be Physically, emotionally Digging down deep 'til I can't see the opening Changing for the people I don't know 'Til everybody close to me Looking at a ghost of me And I don't got a rope Had a ladder but it broke Doesn't matter 'cause I'd rather be alone Got my phone out of data and it's low on the battery Ope! There goes, what a tragedy I build a wall and moat, that's my strategy When I'm gone, I hope you not mad at me I'm done talking about it, I tried therapy You're still not hearing me I'm sick of this feeling I'm going psycho I'm sick of being sick of this feeling I'm going psycho I'm sick of being sick of being sick of this feeling It go in cycles It go round and round and round I got a question Will I make a sound When I hit the ground With nobody else around? When it all falls down Rock bottom where the lost get found Will I make a sound When I hit the ground With nobody else around? When it all falls down Rock bottom where the lost get found