Your fear is crowdin'
(Your fear is crowdin'
And still have hours left to sleep
(You're giving me the chills)
You're giving me the chills
Don't know about luck
You're giving me the chills
(You're giving me the chills)
The lessons are too cruel to keep
To lock the door, to go to sleep
Your fear is crowdin'
(No place for someone)
And there is still
To lock the door to go to sleep
To lock the door, to hide the key
I know that time until it kills
To still have hours left to sleep
(Like me to fill)
But I'm losing track of it
To hear you cast a spell sweet
You said time heals
There's not enough of it
You're giving me the chills
No place for someone
But I miss the taste of it
No place for someone
(You're giving me the chills)
And there is still
Like me to fill
To lock the door, to hide the key
To hear you cast a spell so sweet
(And there is still)
Like me to fill
Don't know about luck
Songwriters: John Eriksson, Peter Moren, Bjorn Yttling
You're giving me the chills
The lessons are too cruel to keep
The lessons are too cruel to keep
I know that time until it kills
But I know the lack of it
Your tongue is sharp
The lessons are too cruel to keep
Publisher: EMI MUSIC PUBLISHING SCANDINAVIA AB