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where I'm at right now
I can't stand the pain
It's become a nightmare
I've tried to stay sane
But this feeling is too out there
My name isn't Cellar Door
My name is Rock Bottom
I can't pretend I'm great anymore
Because I've become my own problem
I'm so indecisive when it comes to choices in life
I've done wrong while all along I was just trying to do right
I shoved my sister to the ground
Yelled at my own brother
Gotta plane ticket outta town
Just to upset my mother
My father was never an issue
We were always cool
He was the only one who said, 'I'll miss you,'
When I left home like a fool
And now I'm stuck broke with regrets
I am so upset and I'll confess
Right now,
I wish I would've made something of myself
Instead of doing drugs and drinking to impress everyone else
Who wound up becoming no more than a distant memory
If I walked up to them right now there's no way they'd remember me
I should've grabbed a pen to write books and get ahead
But I chose my friends, girls and bad habits instead
I hope it's not too late
To rebuild a life with those who matter
Maybe I can still do something great
If I can successfully do the latter
Because right now I can't do this on my own
I hope there's still a place out there I can call home
It's become a nightmare
I've tried to stay sane
But this feeling is too out there
My name isn't Cellar Door
My name is Rock Bottom
I can't pretend I'm great anymore
Because I've become my own problem
I'm so indecisive when it comes to choices in life
I've done wrong while all along I was just trying to do right
I shoved my sister to the ground
Yelled at my own brother
Gotta plane ticket outta town
Just to upset my mother
My father was never an issue
We were always cool
He was the only one who said, 'I'll miss you,'
When I left home like a fool
And now I'm stuck broke with regrets
I am so upset and I'll confess
Right now,
I wish I would've made something of myself
Instead of doing drugs and drinking to impress everyone else
Who wound up becoming no more than a distant memory
If I walked up to them right now there's no way they'd remember me
I should've grabbed a pen to write books and get ahead
But I chose my friends, girls and bad habits instead
I hope it's not too late
To rebuild a life with those who matter
Maybe I can still do something great
If I can successfully do the latter
Because right now I can't do this on my own
I hope there's still a place out there I can call home
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