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Crisis

stream that will find its course; I mean - some-a people think life is a dream So they making matters worse. But no matter what the crisis is; No matter what the crisis

little discipline For my pet genius My head is like lettuce Go on dig your thumbs in I cannot stop giving I'm thirty-something Sense of security Like pockets jingling Midlife crisis

Crisis, crisis you can't get away Crisis, crisis you can't get away Crisis, crisis I need you on my side 'Cause there's a crisis And you can't get away

[instrumental]

you got an identity crisis who are you and what do you believe and why do you care what i think well i believe that you're taking up space so make up

Space is always getting bigger time just keeps moving on Take your finger off the trigger you ain't gonna shoot that gun Roads are always leading somewhere

tu familia esta claro que las cosas no te van que la vida no se aprende por los libros y el amor donde lo buscas nunca esta el momento de la crisis ha

He's an invader on a misson. Got a built - in weapon. Gotta stake his claim, Leave his mark, then go conquer all over again. He's becoming a weapon, A

...(you're so pale). the lines of your eyes are weathered. your broken arms can hold me no longer. (you're so pale) now I'm falling down faster. can't