The Bottle

Rancid

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    Climb in, climb in, climb inside of me-pain
    Another night of drinkin'
    Another night of being out of my head and I don't know where I was last night
    Drinkin' on an empty stomach or an empty mind
    It makes no difference when I'm way out of line
    Things I can't remember come back to haunt me
    Alot of people out there who seem to want me
    Climb in the bottle and never come out
    (Chorus)
    I made no nothin' but I'm good at something
    I would drink until the sun comes up no more
    One of these days gonna come outta my haze
    Better hurry up
    It's getting harder to come back

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    Composition: Matt Freeman and Tim Armstrong

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