It Ain't All Flowers

It Ain't All Flowers - Sturgill Simpson

Layn out the dark is the corner of my mind

Takin' all woman full circle makin' a straight line

We're gettin' to the bottom of the bottom

Getting to me

Been holdin' at the mirror everything

You don't wanna see

But it ain't all flowers

Sometimes you get feel the foam

When you play with the devil

Now you know you're gonna get to horns

Been dancing with the daemons all my life

Every time I find my groove

They cut it with a knife

Been the sin hater oh since the day

I was born

Tired of feeling weighed down from carrying around

All the pain that keeps me torn

So I pray and lay me down to die

Grab a glass of wine and the seat to dine

I'm goin' head in the whole damn house

I was born Tired of feeling weighed down

When you play with the devil

You know you're gonna get to horns