Parole de The Chills

Your tongue is sharp, but I miss the taste of it.
You say time heals, there's not enough of it.
the lesson's hard and cruel to keep.
To lock the door, to hide the key.
To hear you cast a spell and speak,
And still have hours left to sleep.

Your field is crowded and there is still
no place for someone like me to fill.

Don't know 'bout love, but I know the lack of it.
Don't know 'bout luck, but ii'm losing track of it.
The lesson's hard and cruel to keep,
To lock the door, to go to sleep.
I know that time don't heal it kills,

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You're giving me the chills.

Your field is crowded and there is still
No place for someone like me to fill
You're ... giving ... me the chills.

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