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Call me... (not knowing kills)
I've got a cold chill in my chest
That's making my voice, deep
I got a fever in my veins
That's making my head, spin
I got a whole lot of questions
And I'm hoping your answers will free me
Tell me now, tell me now?
Is it true what they say about you?
They say it kills. I know, not knowing kills!
They say you knew, you knew
So tell me now? Tell me now?
Is it true what they say about you?
I'm on your line, seems I'm in line
Do I show as a name or just a number to you?
Call me.
Call me
Why won't you take my calls? Or call me?
-Suraj Mani
Scary situation. How not knowing kills
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