Nguyễn Trọng Tài
Trouble
It's cold enough to kill
But you're so near
That I can hear you breathing
And it's all in your head
I spent today
Pretending I can't see you
And I can't decide
I can't decide
It's trouble
I'd be the one who knocks
While the rest
They come in through the window
They're enemies of mine
Enemies of mine
It's trouble