Think About It کے بول

I get the chills Thinking about it All these people With no lives 'Cause their beauty Is only skin deep But they never Think about it Think about it Think about it Think about it I get the chills When your near me Could we open Any doors? It's just your fear That keeps you distant When they make you Think about it Think about it Think about it Aah I get the chills Thinking about it All these poor people With no lives 'Cause their beauty Is only skin deep But they never Think about it Think about it Think about it Think about it