I tear the edges of knives
From the clock drops metal to the ground
Chills run through the skin
Shiny wires full of words
I want to be the reason for new loves
Name, city, animal, thing
A bomb full of daisies
I want to be a sweet intruder
It snows in little souls in the summer
The gray niche gathers them ¥
Decided to survive everything
They forget to live
I will wipe the tears from your faces
I will accomplish everything, as long as I want to
Flying, sweet, cheeky
I sail around the world with you
Like ball, ball lightning
Ball, ball lightning
Ball, ball lightning
Ball, ball lightning< br/>Straw rots in small souls
Boring collections of white pages
Every woman sleeps alone
Many people are alone
I want to be ´lead to the white night
Unexpected precious good
Forgotten precious feeling
A lot, a little, just enough
Like a ball, ball lightning ...
Like globular, globular lightning...
I tear the edge of knives
Metal drops from the clock to the ground
Chills run through the skin
Glistening wires full © words
I want to be the reason for new love
Name, city, animal, thing
A bomb full of daisies
I want to be a sweet intruder
Like ball, ball lightning
Ball, ball lightning
Ball, ball lightning
Ball, ball lightning
Like ball lightning...