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 two, then spun around disappeared Ow 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