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.