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White lips pale face
Breathing in the snow flakes
Burned lungs sour taste
Lights gone days end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights strange men
And they say shes in the class A team
Stuck in her day dream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking waisting
Crumbling like pastries
But they scream
The worst things in life
Come free to us
Cause we're just under
The upper hand
Go mad for a couple grams
And she don't want to go outside
Tonight and in a pipe
She flys to a motherland
Sells love to another man
it's too cold outside
For angels to fly
For angels to fly
Ripped gloves rain coat
Tried to swim stay float
Dry house wet clothes
Loose change blank notes
Weary eyed and dry throat
Call girl no phone
And they say she's in the class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking waisting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life
Come free to us
Cause we're just
Under the upper hand
I go mad for a couple grams
But she don't want to go outside
Tonight and in a pipe
She flys to a motherland
Sells love to another man
it's too cold outside
For angels to fly
An angel will die
Covered in white
With closed eyes
And hoping for a better life
And this time
We'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line
And they say she's in the class A Team
Stuck in her day dream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking waisting
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
We don't want to go outside
Tonight and in a pipe
We'll fly to the motherland
We'll sell love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
We'll fly fly
For angels to fly
To fly to fly
Or angels will die
