Bottles

Intro: (Alex Russell)
Cause every time I see you, I just hate being myself
I find comfort in this bottle but I don't think it'll help

Verse One: (Alex Russell)
Is you down, is you down just for me
Have a couple girls who'd be down for the week
I don't want them all cause your worst is their peak

And I'm feeling lost 'till your ass on my sheets
So I hit you up cause my house got the free
Then we go and fuck then you leave and I'm torn
Cause even though we fucked you ain't mine anymore nah

Got some feelings that I can't explain
I got a little thing that cause me pain
You really got me fucked me up that's a shame
Now you wanna do this thing again

If you wanting me then I want you too
New girl on my, and it isn't you
Few times in my mind said that I'm through
I'm never gonna buy it till it's proved

Chorus: (Alex Russell)
Cause every time I see you I just hate being myself
I find comfort in this bottle but I don't think it'll help
When I look into your eyes something up in me starts to melt
And your burns just like my liquor more I take in less is felt

Yeah cause every time I see you I just hate being myself
I find comfort in this bottle but I don't think it'll help
When I look into your eyes something up in me starts to melt
And your burns just like my liquor more I take in less is felt

Verse Two: (Jaime Deraz)
We took it slow on the night we met
Hands on my waist moving at my neck
I can turn water to wine
I'll send the chills down your spine

Head to my back take a couple shots
Whiskey is nice but you want the rocks
Wine is as red as my lips
Full body from '96

You're talking crazy, you only had a sip
You call me baby, you need to get a grip
Waking up wasted my name is on your lips
Missing me on your skin, watching the bottle spin

Chorus: (Alex Russell)
Cause every time I see you I just hate being myself
I find comfort in this bottle but I don't think it'll help
When I look into your eyes something up in me starts to melt
And your burns just like my liquor more I take in less is felt

Yeah cause every time I see you I just hate being myself
I find comfort in this bottle but I don't think it'll help
When I look into your eyes something up in me starts to melt
And your burns just like my liquor more I take in less is felt