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. [bad word] of blood 
Will make your mind look in new directions 
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.