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White lips, pale face 
Breathing in snowflakes 
Burnt lungs, sour taste 
Light's gone, day's end 
Struggling to pay rent 
Long nights, strange men. 

And they say 
She's in the Class ATeam 
Stuck in her daydream 
Been this way since 18 
But lately her face seems 
Slowly sinking, wasting 
Crumbling like pastries. 

And they scream 
The worst things in life come freeto us 
Cos we're just under the upperhand 
And go mad for a couple of grams 
And she don't want to go outside tonight 
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland 
Or sells love to anotherman 
It's too cold outside 
For angels to fly 
Angels to fly 

Ripped gloves, raincoat 
Tried to swim and stay afloat 
Dry house, wet clothes 
Loose change, bank notes 
Weary-eyed, drythroat 
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, wasting 
Crumbling likepastries 

And they scream 
The worst things in life come free to us 
Cos we're just under the upperhand 
And go mad for a couple of grams 
And she don't want to go outside tonight 
Andin a pipe she flies to the Motherland 
Or sells love to another man 
It's too cold outside 
For angels to fly 
Angels to fly 

An angel will die 
Covered in white 
Closed eye 
Andhoping for a better life 
This time, we'll fade out tonight 
Straight down the line 

And they say 
She's in the Class A Team 
Stuck in her daydream 
Been this way since 18 
But lately herface seems 
Slowly sinking, wasting 
Crumbling like pastries 
They scream 
The worst things in life come free to us 
And we're all under the upperhand 
Go mad for a couple of grams 
Andwe don't want to go outside tonight 
And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland 
Or sell love to another man 
It's too cold 
For angels to fly 
Angels to fly 
To fly, fly 
Or angels to die