Sweet Times

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The Chills

альбомы: Submarine Bells

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Your tongue is sharp
But I miss the taste of it
You said time heals
There's not enough of itThe lessons are too cruel to keep
To lock the door, to hide the key
To hear you cast a spell sweet
To still have hours left to sleepYour fear is crowdin'
And there is still
No place for someone
Like me to fillDon't know about luck
But I know the lack of it
Don't know about luck
But I'm losing track of itThe 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 chillsYour fear is crowdin'
And there is still
No place for someone
Like me to fillThe lessons are too cruel to keep
To lock the door, to hide the key
(Your fear is crowdin'
(And there is still)
To hear you cast a spell so sweet
And still have hours left to sleep
(No place for someone)
(Like me to fill)The lessons are too cruel to keep
To lock the door to go to sleep
(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
(You're giving me the chills)
You're giving me the chills

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Это интересно:(1980–present)The Chills are a guitar and keyboard-based rock band from Dunedin, New Zealand. The band is essentially the continuing project of singer/songwriter Martin Phillipps, who is the group's sole constant member—for a time in the 1990s, the act was billed as Martin Phillipps & The Chills. In the 1980s and 1990s, The Chills had some significant chart success in their homeland, and were a cult band in other parts of the world as one of the earliest proponents of the Dunedin Sound.

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