Artista: Peter Bjorn And John
  Canción: The Chills

Your tongue is sharp 
but I miss the taste of it 

You said 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 crowdin' 
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 crowdin' 
and there is still 
No place 
for someone 
like me to fill 
x2 

The lessons are too cruel to keep 
to lock the door to hide the key 

to hear you cast a spell so sweet 
and still have hours left to sleep 

Your fear is crowdin' 
And there is still 
no place 
for someone 
like me to fill 
x2 

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 

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