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I left home just to follow my feet Had a rough couple years And I had to retreat 'Cause I was seventeen with too much to prove But it's hard to grow up when there's rot in your roots I ain't six feet deep, but I'm getting real close And I just can't leave, oh My face feels heavy And my heart is broke I've been waiting on dead trees to grow This much rain will make you pray for snow And I hate rock bottom, but I'm good at digging holes Digging holes Digging holes I met a girl with a lot of ideas She had a couple dollars and I had a Cavalier And we drove all night till that motor was gone Only made it halfway to Saskatchewan Now I smoke through lunch, and she still gets high When you're this far down, it's a real tough climb My face feels heavy Letras de cancionesAnd my heart is broke I've been waiting on dead trees to grow This much rain will make you pray for snow And I hate rock bottom, but I'm good at digging holes Digging holes Oh, digging holes Oh, digging holes Oh, digging holes Digging holes My face feels heavy And I sold my soul To make another payment on my own headstone Damn this shovel 'cause I can't let go And I hate rock bottom, but I'm good at digging holes Digging holes Oh, digging holes No, no, no, digging holes Digging holes Oh, I hate rock bottom, but I'm good at digging holes From Letras Mania