I’m Still Alive

Woke up to die
Like I always do

Now all your lies
They come to me in twos

My table’s have turned
But the devil sits across it

I'm still alive
Because I got metal in my pocket

No sir,
We ain’t reaching no verdict
But oh man, I'm certain

His curtains
Are closed
The dead man walks alone

It’s a slow burn, he lit it on purpose
No bourbon, whiskey, no burden

He wears some strangers clothes
The dead man walks alone

My table’s have turned
But the devil sits across it

I'm still alive
Because I got metal in my pocket

I sold my soul
And everybody bought it

I'm still alive
Put the money down and gun it

I got nobody but the preacher man onto me
He riffs his words on a melody
He writes his sermons slowly
'cause no one he knows’ll be listening closely

And it broke me, but its only
Un-holy ones that are lonely
I’ll roam this earth all alone
Roam on my own, 'cause nobody knows me

My table’s have turned
But the devil sits across it

I'm still alive
Cause I got metal in my pocket

I sold my soul
And everybody bought it

I'm still alive
Put the money down and gun it

Put the money down and gun it

We ain’t reach no verdict
The sermons he writes them oh so slowly
Got the gun and the metal and the money in my pocket