Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black Cloud, artist - Crazy Town. Date of issue: 06.12.2000
Song language: English
Black Cloud |
| Not only a name a definition |
| My game remains no matter the pain |
| I stay the charmer |
| The Don of Karma |
| I navigate like the Dalli Lama |
| I ain’t a saint but I’ve got Joi de vie and |
| I’m the one to blame |
| If the cloud rains on me |
| I can’t complain about it or even let regret |
| Provoke the energy it takes |
| For me to get upset |
| A bad boy since birth so I can’t forget |
| what goes around comes around and it ain’t got me yet |
| I’ve gotten wise in my age and tame the threat of my rage |
| I’ve got allot to learn and I’ve got money to spend to pretend is reaping more |
| than sewing ever could mend. |
| Trade my torches for a dime. |
| The pressure’s fading away now. |
| Black cloud’s lifted for the light |
| The pressure’s fading away now. |
| A thousands cigarettes won’t change the way we feel, |
| The pressure’s fading now, |
| can you bare the though of knowing truth? |
| Knowing truth?. |
| I was rapping in the rain hoping that my luck would change and |
| if there’s any truth to all those all sayings |
| Cuz if I kill a spider would my house catch on fire? |
| If I walk under a ladder would it matter? |
| I tend to laugh when black cats cross my path |
| Break mirrors in half Just to test the aftermath |
| Now here comes the rain |
| I protect my pain |
| Trying to make sense of these crazy things |
| I’m a diamond in the rough could I suffer enough? |
| I’m getting high for a living not giving a fuck |
| These hard times got me stuck, stuck in a jam |
| I’m the monkey on your back and the crack in the dam |
| Disastrous |
| Took time to master this and the past is just a map to capture this |
| In the darkness I’m force to adapt to this |
| I would change the past if I could have one wish. |
| Trade my torches for a dime. |
| The pressure’s fading away now. |
| Black cloud’s lifted for the light |
| The pressure’s fading away now. |
| A thousands cigarettes won’t change the way we feel, |
| The pressure’s fading now, |
| can you bare the though of knowing truth? |
| Knowing truth? |