Solutions

The devil you know is back here again devil is stoned - he's making friends 
We move we break we're sun we're shade - you come you go we're fast we're slow 
Blood on your dress hole in your sky - blanket has gone to permanent night 
We're glued we break we're all dilate we please we pain...again 

She checks her head - she's in the smoke 
Figuring which way to turn now she's got the rope, oh 
We need solutions - a brain megaphone 
We need solutions - a brain megaphone 

You've broken your shoes you look like winter - you're all in a bruise 
Handful of splinters we brood we flake we torch we take 
Rebound rebirth cocooned from hurt 

I could be wrong I could be right 
But do you think we'll make it out of here alive 

We need solutions a brain megaphone 
We need solutions we need to call home 
A brain megaphone 

She makes me see God 
I'm out on a line 
Any way the pleasure comes 

we need solutions a brain megaphone 
a brain megaphone 
we got to call home...