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Peter Bjorn And John

The Chills

 

The Chills

(앨범: Writer's Block - 2006)


Your tongue is sharp
But I miss the taste of it
You say time heals
There's not enough of it

The lessons are too cruel to keep
To lock the door to hide the key
To hear you cast a spell so sweet
To still have hours left to sleep

Your fear is crowding
And there is still
No place for someone
Like me to fill

Don't know about luck
But I know the lack of it
Don't know about luck
But I'm losing track of it

The lessons are too cruel to keep
To lock the door to go to sleep
I know that time until it kills
You're giving me the chills

Your fear is crowding
And there is still
No place for someone
Like me to fill

(Your fear is crowdin')
(And there is still)
The lessons are too cruel to keep
To lock the door to hide the key

(No place for someone)
(Like me to fill)
To hear you cast a spell so sweet
And still have hours left to sleep

(Your fear is crowdin')
(And there is still)
The lessons are too cruel to keep
to lock the door to go to sleep

(No place for someone)
(Like me to fill)
I know that time until it kills
You're giving me the chills

I know that time until it kills
You're giving me the chills
You're giving me the chills
You're giving me the chills

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