even rock bottom can look beautiful from far enough away

[Pre-Chorus]
And when I'm finally alone,
when the noise drops out for good,
when the chaos I kept chasing
isn't drowning what it should,
and the voices actually stop,
and the silence closes in,
I start to think the noise was trying to tell me
the real enemy lies within.

[Chorus]
I just feel so empty,
and the air is hard to breathe,
all those voices, the anxiety,
I almost want them back with me.
In the stillness, in the comedown,
something in me starts to shift,
and I'm all alone, my body doesn't feel like home,
and I don't know how to make the pain stay away —
and even rock bottom can look beautiful
from far enough away.

[Verse 2]
Life hurts in ways I can't explain,
it keeps pulling at the seam
of the hole that's always lived in me
that no one else can see.
Piece by piece it opens wider,
thread by thread, and I can't hide it —
too far gone to fix,
or pretend it doesn't exist.
So I reach for whatever's closest,
whatever blurs the edge or bridges the gap,
but I've exhausted every option
and I can't find something that strong.
I move with caution now,
because the longer I keep running
without fixing what's inside,
the less there is of me to find.

[Verse 3]
I'm not good at outsmarting myself
unless the choice is wrong,
then I watch myself move toward it
like I knew it all along.
I'm outside my body,
watching every bad call land,
telling myself don't do it,
you still have time to change your hand.
That's the part that wears me down,
that I see it all so clear —
every wrong turn as it happens,
every pattern reappears.

[Bridge]
I'm exhausted from being this aware,
this observant, this undone,
of everything around me,
of everything I've become.
I feel backed into a corner
by pain that isn't mine —
like I'm carrying a wound
that was handed down over time,
some twisted luck, some borrowed fate,
something I was made to hide.
I tell myself I'm trying hard every day
to unmask what I've been hiding
I hope and pray 
what's underneath won't scare the right person,
and they'll finally stay.

[Final Chorus]
And I'm still so empty,
and I'm still gasping for air,
I miss all the noise in my head
now that it's not there.
In the stillness, I can't function,
something in me still can't rest,
I'm still all alone, still doesn't feel like home,
and I've stopped trying to make the hurt go away —
cuz even rock bottom can look beautiful
from far enough away.

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[Verse 1] Emptiness overwhelms me more than I would ever say, like the kind of pain that finds you when real love fades away. No one was ever real enough to hold before they disappeared, but still I search in every room for some proof they passed through here. A scent still lingering, a note left on the nightstand, I keep looking for a trace of them, something I can understand. But all I find are almosts, revolving door of right place, wrong time. Every ghost leaves with the good parts of me, but leaves the worst parts behind. [Pre-Chorus] And when I'm finally alone, when the noise drops out for good, when the chaos I kept chasing isn't drowning what it should, and the voices actually stop, and the silence closes in, I start to think the noise was trying to tell me the real enemy lies within. [Chorus] I just feel so empty, and the air is hard to breathe, all those voices, the anxiety, I almost want them back with me. In the stillness, in the comedown, something in me starts to shift, and I'm all alone, my body doesn't feel like home, and I don't know how to make the pain stay away — and even rock bottom can look beautiful from far enough away. [Verse 2] Life hurts in ways I can't explain, it keeps pulling at the seam of the hole that's always lived in me that no one else can see. Piece by piece it opens wider, thread by thread, and I can't hide it — too far gone to fix, or pretend it doesn't exist. So I reach for whatever's closest, whatever blurs the edge or bridges the gap, but I've exhausted every option and I can't find something that strong. I move with caution now, because the longer I keep running without fixing what's inside, the less there is of me to find. [Chorus] I just feel so empty, and the air is hard to breathe, all those voices, the anxiety, I almost want them back with me. In the stillness, in the comedown, something in me starts to shift, and I'm all alone, my body doesn't feel like home, and I don't know how to make the pain stay away — and even rock bottom can look beautiful from far enough away. [Verse 3] I'm not good at outsmarting myself unless the choice is wrong, then I watch myself move toward it like I knew it all along. I'm outside my body, watching every bad call land, telling myself don't do it, you still have time to change your hand. That's the part that wears me down, that I see it all so clear — every wrong turn as it happens, every pattern reappears. [Bridge] I'm exhausted from being this aware, this observant, this undone, of everything around me, of everything I've become. I feel backed into a corner by pain that isn't mine — like I'm carrying a wound that was handed down over time, some twisted luck, some borrowed fate, something I was made to hide. I tell myself I'm trying hard every day to unmask what I've been hiding I hope and pray what's underneath won't scare the right person, and they'll finally stay. [Final Chorus] And I'm still so empty, and I'm still gasping for air, I miss all the noise in my head now that it's not there. In the stillness, I can't function, something in me still can't rest, I'm still all alone, still doesn't feel like home, and I've stopped trying to make the hurt go away — cuz even rock bottom can look beautiful from far enough away.

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