the devil you know is back here again the devil is stoned hes making friends
we move we break the sun with shade
you come we go were fast were slow
blood on your dress hole in your sky blanket is gone permanent night
were glued we break we all dilate
we please we pain again
she checks her head shes in the smoke figuring which way to turn now shes got a rope
oh we need solutions a brave megaphone we need solutions a brave megaphone
shes broken your shoes you look like winter youre all in a bruise handful of splinters
we brood we flake we torch we take
rebound rebirth cocoon
i could be wrong i could be right do you think well make it out of here alive
oh we need solutions a brave megaphone we need solutions we got a common home
she makes me see god im out on a line anyway the pleasure comes
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