BUTCHER BABIES- "Bottom of a Bottle" ft. Andy James (OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO)

Butcher Babies are celebrating their 10 Year Anniversary with a behind the scenes look into their decade of destruction! Take a trip down memory lane with 10 years of behind the scenes footage. Follow and visit BUTCHER BABIES: Facebook: https://facebook.com/butcherbabies Instagram: https://instagram.com/butcherbabies Twitter: https://twitter.com/butcherbabies Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/6Fcvj... Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/artist/but... Website: https://butcherbabies.com/ Store: https://butcherbabiesmerch.com/ Multilink: https://backl.ink/143160469 Band: Heidi Shepherd (vox) Carla Harvey (vox) Henry Flury (guitar) Chase Brickenden (drums) Ricky Bonazza (bass) Performed by: Butcher Babies & Andy James (solo) Produced, Mixed & Mastered by: Matt Good Video Edit by: Heidi Shepherd Lyrics: I’ve got a head full of poison and heart full of sin This bottle ya, it holds my hand and it sobs with me like a friend This night I’m going to forget you 100 proof by the glass I’ll pay with a bag of bad decisions and a story or two from my past I’m just here for the moment So pour me another Meet me down, at the bottom of a bottle Take me out to run away from our troubles Let’s get loud! We’ll drown in our sorrows So meet me down, at the bottom of a bottle Against that desert sunset Blazing with pinks and regret This glass of whiskey, ya tastes like the first time we met Intoxicated with my sorrow Its so pungent and stale I’d rather be drunk on you than chasing this drink by myself I’m here just for the moment So pour me another Meet me down, at the bottom of a bottle Take me out to run away from our troubles Let’s get loud! we’ll drown in our sorrows So meet me down at the bottom of a bottle So much time we spent That whiskey high Singing songs about how we said goodbye Take me away Take me away from it all I’ve been so low there’s no ground left for me to put my feet on Take me away Take me away from it all I’ve been so low there’s no ground left for me to put my feet on I’m so tired Meet me down, at the bottom of a bottle Take me out to run away from our troubles Let’s get loud! we’ll drown in our sorrows So meet me down at the bottom of a bottle

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