Текст песни Diamonds - Pixel Grip

In the name of God
Kiss the ring that's on the hand of the chosen one
On my mark, cross my heart, hope to die, open fire
Make me warmer than black tar in July

How can I withhold from coming home to white and gold
When your touch is like a diamond reminder?
How can I just go?
How can you act like you don't know
That too much of your baby doll love
Is like a dive straight into faith
When not feeling that brave?

In the name of God
Raised hands who want to speak only speaking in tongues
On my mark, cross my heart, hope to die, open fire
Make me warmer than black tar in July

You're my diamond, you're my rock
In the rough, want your touch
You're the sand that the surfer brushes off

How can I withhold from coming home to white and gold
When your touch is like a diamond, reminder?
How can I just go?
How can you act like you don't know
That too much of your baby doll love
Is like a dive straight into faith
When not feeling?

Is like a dive straight into faith
When not feeling that brave?

How can I withhold from coming home to white and gold
When your touch is like a diamond, reminder? (Reminder?)
How can I just go?
How can you act like you don't know
That too much of your baby doll love
Is like a dive straight into faith
When not feeling?

Is like a dive straight into faith
When not feeling that brave