6.Crises
Crises, crises - you can't get away!
Crises, crises - you can't get away!
Crises, crises - i need you on my side 'cause there's a crisis.
And you can't get away!
Take a walk until the next dawn.
In the winter, rain and storms.
The watcher and the tower,
Waiting hour by hour.
There's a breech in the security,
A disturbance in tranquility.
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