The Chills
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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 crowding 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 crowding and there is still)
The lessons are too cruel to keep
To lock the door to hide the key
(I know that time until it kills)
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
(You're giving me the chills)
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