Bottles - Jaime Deraz

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