"I don't know one thing about you not
Knowing a thing about me
And now the fire is gone in my eyes
They grows cold for a while
And I don't feel your heat
The words have been said
Over and around it, but I don't hear no talking, you're talking"
Knowing a thing about me
And now the fire is gone in my eyes
They grows cold for a while
And I don't feel your heat
The words have been said
Over and around it, but I don't hear no talking, you're talking"
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