Weathering
Speakin' of the devil as he walks right in
Coming to lay down for me another sin
I'm starting to think they're finally dragging me down
As my closet full of bones starts to spill on out
High on somebody's prescription pills
And the women who strut around in their high heels
I can't get enough because they understand
That a man like me has an unsteady hand
Disappointing family is what I do
Though their prayers are the only thing getting me through
And God up above is shaking his head
As I wake in the morning on the brink of death
And I know a few folks who would spit on my grave
And they blow a bad word all around my name
Laughing in the smoke as they kiss my ass
I'm just bringing to the table what they never have
All the vices and all the shame
All the things weighing on my name
Seem to barrel me down in the roughest ways
Like a sandstone weathering in the rain
So I'm dancing with my troubles nearly everyday
Not a problem enough for me to run away
I'll stick to what I do if it gets me by
Cause no one in the world gets out alive
It doesn't get much better than what you've got
You can shoot all day and won't hit the spot
Just deal with what you have and give it your all
Might find yourself standing ten foot tall
All the vices and all the shame
All the things I thought could keep me sane
Seem to barrel me down in the roughest ways
Like a sandstone weathering in the rain
All the vices and all the shame
All the things weighing on my name
Seem to barrel me down in the roughest ways
Like a sandstone weathering in the rain
Coming to lay down for me another sin
I'm starting to think they're finally dragging me down
As my closet full of bones starts to spill on out
High on somebody's prescription pills
And the women who strut around in their high heels
I can't get enough because they understand
That a man like me has an unsteady hand
Disappointing family is what I do
Though their prayers are the only thing getting me through
And God up above is shaking his head
As I wake in the morning on the brink of death
And I know a few folks who would spit on my grave
And they blow a bad word all around my name
Laughing in the smoke as they kiss my ass
I'm just bringing to the table what they never have
All the vices and all the shame
All the things weighing on my name
Seem to barrel me down in the roughest ways
Like a sandstone weathering in the rain
So I'm dancing with my troubles nearly everyday
Not a problem enough for me to run away
I'll stick to what I do if it gets me by
Cause no one in the world gets out alive
It doesn't get much better than what you've got
You can shoot all day and won't hit the spot
Just deal with what you have and give it your all
Might find yourself standing ten foot tall
All the vices and all the shame
All the things I thought could keep me sane
Seem to barrel me down in the roughest ways
Like a sandstone weathering in the rain
All the vices and all the shame
All the things weighing on my name
Seem to barrel me down in the roughest ways
Like a sandstone weathering in the rain
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Writer(s): Blaine Bailey
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