we took in all the knifes in winter
just to throw 'em away to you on summer
breathing in the breeze
that comes like a hammer

the world seems so upsetting
for the one who lives in colourful films
i live for her unrealistic dreams

searching for gold in mines
big black holes for big smiles
'cause you loved shaking this heart of mine
that became to be that violent
i believe you're trouble
lying down in silence