Tekster:
Black Diamond

No more rain in this cloud No more rain in this cloud My sunshine has come And I'm all cried out And there's no more rain in this cloud (There's no more

no Whoo, black diamond Whoo, black diamond Out on the streets for a living Picture's only begun Your day is sorrow and madness Got you under their thumb Whoo, black diamond

? Can you hear it? Shapes Of Black on my bed Shapes Of Black all around my head [Solo : Andy] Shapes Of Black, THEY try to kill my flame Shapes Of Black

Could've been you laying next to me Could've been you feeling everything You had it all and you didn't know Now I've gotta let you go, let you go Should

Yea yea yea Yea yea yea Yea yea yea Now I've had my bouts with love Been going through thangs you never heard of Breakin' up and gettin' back together

Now see you being cool too fast I didn't say light that up that quick, shit Vapors, here ya go, uhh Green grass vapors, runnin' through my head I'm feelin

Oh, dirty low down Sammy Chivelucious was his name Played a very dirty, dirty game He took the innocence from young girls Showed them how they could

No weapon formed against me shall prosper I come up hard but never cool I didn't make it sure playin' by the rules I've come up hard baby, now I'm fine

I'd rather be lonely and in pain Then be surrounded by my enemy with joy to gain I'd rather be rich in spirit than poor in fame I'd take a one way ticket