I’ve got 20 something years of fire tonight I’ve got 20 more reasons to die If you think I’m the devil then I think you’re right I’ve twisted tongues with the Anti-Christ
We’re drinking to drown We’re painting this town - Black. Like the hearts of the crows. You know I wouldn’t lie to you, I’ve got the devil in me and i’ve been living so definitively when I shake.
Shake for every moment in the waking. Shake off all the sugar in my wake so I can rest my head. I’m on a mission. This commission of blood Will make your mind look in new directions A liquid sickness. I’ll never lose it for good Bleeding black over red and you know that I should When I shake.
The man and his militia don’t want you to breathe They spell heaven with a dollar sign They think I’m the devil, and I think they’re right I speak in tongues and I speak my mind.
And we’re drinking to drown We’re painting this town - Black. Like the hearts of the crows. Because if I’m too fast, then you’re too slow Or at least too stoned to shake it tonight.