Something is burning inside of me, and I think it's called hate. I've tried to change the way I think of you, but it's already too late. I feel like I'm a psycho in the night, ready for who's comming towards me. It's this feeling I've got about you, about you and me. (*)
I've tried to change it, but it's already too late! I've tried to change it, but it's already too late!
