White lips pale face
Breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs sour taste
Lights gone days end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights strange men
And they say she's in the class a team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things I life come free to us
Cause were just under the upper hand
And go mad for couple grams
And she don't wanna go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the mother land
Or sells love to another man
It's to cold outside for angels to fly
Angels to fly
Ripped gloves raincoat
Tried to swim stat afloat
Dry house wet clothes
Loose change bank notes
Weary-eyed dry throat
Call girl no phone
And they say she's on the class A team stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly song wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cause were just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And she don't wanna go outside tonight
An in a pipe she flies to the motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's to cold outside
For angels to fly
An angel will die
Covered I white closed eye
And hoping for a better life
This time well fade out tonight
Straight down the light
And they says he's in the class A team
Stuck in her day dream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
And we're all under the upper hand
Go mad for a couple grams
And we don't wanna go outside tonight
And in a pipe we fly to the mother land
Or sell love to another man
It's to cold out side
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
For angels to fly
To fly
To fly
For angels to die

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