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Crisis - Double Trouble

CRISIS - SINGLE

Why the fuck is a maid destroying beds?
When her gift was to make it
Is it enough to count the coins you fed
When there's not a lot to do it?

We were fine before we align
Having sex in that car
We were fine before you decline
To be my lover and go far.

Crisis...
Is this is a crisis or is it my head playing mad?
Crisis…
Do I have to stop?
Or can I try again?

Crisis
Is this a crisis we are going through?
Do I have to stop?
Crisis…
Just take my hand, relax
it’s just another crisis

Kisses on the subway
Next destination: crisis
We don't have to hide it
We have a crisis

You have a gift we share
We love passionately
Each other, we judge fair
And apply justice, lately

This city is overdrive by the night
We have our souls bare in the dark
While you unpack your body right
I'm the one who writes a new arc.

Crisis...
Is this is a crisis or is it my head playing mad?
Crisis…
Do I have to stop?
Or can I try again?

Crisis
Is this a crisis we are going through?
Do I have to stop?
Crisis…
Just take my hand, relax
it’s just another crisis

Kisses on the subway
Next destination: crisis
We don't have to hide it
We have a crisis

Can't you see this crisis? 
Ooh)
Drive me like a car
Ooh
Take me to the city lights
Oooh
And forgive us right now 
Ooh

Crisis...
Is this is a crisis or is it my head playing mad?
Crisis…
Do I have to stop?
Or can I try again?

Crisis
Is this a crisis we are going through?
Do I have to stop?
Crisis…
Just take my hand, relax
it’s just another crisis

Kisses on the subway
Next destination: crisis
We don't have to hide it
We have a crisis.


Next destination: crisis


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