Chorus: Bukhaar in my chest. Bukhaar in my bones. Every degree rising— and I don’t want to come down. Let me burn slow in your shadow. Let this fever be my home.
“You’re shaking,” she said through the talkback mic.
Here are three ways to develop the text: Title: Bukhaar (The Fever)
Pre-Chorus: They call it bukhaar . A fever with no cure. No chills, just you. No sweat, just wanting.
Chorus: Bukhaar in my chest. Bukhaar in my bones. Every degree rising— and I don’t want to come down. Let me burn slow in your shadow. Let this fever be my home.
“You’re shaking,” she said through the talkback mic. Bukhaar - Bayanni
Here are three ways to develop the text: Title: Bukhaar (The Fever) Chorus: Bukhaar in my chest
Pre-Chorus: They call it bukhaar . A fever with no cure. No chills, just you. No sweat, just wanting. just you. No sweat