Bottles Under My Bed

[Verse 1] This right here is a story about a little boy at home With his mom and grandparents, but no father, he was gone And an uncle out of state that he would talk to on the phone Got so excited when he'd visit you could hear it in his tone And then he moved in with the family, boy's smile was even bigger He would go to school excited then he couldn't get home quicker Til one day he heard him yelling and his voice was getting thicker See his uncle had a problem... It was liquor Had no clue his uncle's drunk while he was buckled in the van Went from feeling safe with him to scared and running from the man His family saw he was afraid, but tell him nothing was the plan All because the little boy was just too young to understand He was a hero in his eyes, but a monster when disguised See he didn't know the problem, he was lost up in the lies Found some bottles in the closet so he tossed them, he despised His uncle screaming through the house, he's playing possum as he cries [Hook] Emotions bottled up like the liquor in the cabinet Loved ones let their lives slip away, don't even try to grab it Yet the people who surround it, we're effected by the habit Watch the ones we love and care for let the alcohol entrap them And then change their personalities, start treating people different Never thought a simple bottle could have so much evil in it Trying to keep up with the truth, but it's running ahead I keep the pain and fear inside the bottles under my bed [Verse 2] Wait, stay quiet... Ok, he's gone Shaking full of fear as he'd go running to his mom Put his hands over his ears, don't want to know what's going on Cheeks were drenched with all his tears, the fights would always last so long Looked his uncle in the eyes as he would talk all distorted He would leave the house, that night there would be a knock at the door and He was taken to get his uncle at three o'clock in the morning Just to see he got locked up, this needs to stop, it's important Cause he cared about his uncle, didn't want to see him like this So he searched and stole the bottles and he knew that he just might piss Off his uncle more, but he would fight as long as he could fight this Alcoholism is more than an addiction, it's a virus That would tear his family down until it would no longer be With all the fighting and yelling I'm sure you would all agree That little boy was hurt and scared, that's what his uncle failed to see And I know this for a fact, cause that little boy was me [Hook]