Acetone - Chills

I’ve got chills. they’re multiplyin’.


Strange vibrations in my head


And I can feel disintegration


Like flies livin’ in my bed


Ow


There were three dots in formation


Eerie sights along the road


And there were signs and indications.


Split in twothen spun around disappeared


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I’ve got chills. they’re multiplyin’.


Strange vibrations in my head


And there were signs and indications


Like flies livin’ in my bed.


Ow