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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,
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 free to us,
Coz
she's just
under the upper hand,
And goes mad for a couple grams,
she dont wanna Go
outside tonight.
And in
a pipe she
flies to
the motherland,
And sells love to another man,
Its too
cold outside, for
angels to fly
Ripped gloves, raincoat,
tried to
swim and
stay afloat
Dry
house, wet
clothes
Loose change, bank notes,
weary-eyed, dry
throat
And they say she's in
the class
A-team,
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 free to us,
Coz
she's just
under the upper hand,
And goes mad for a couple grams,
she dont wanna Go
outside tonight.
And in
a pipe she
flies to
the motherland,
And sells love to another man,
Its too
cold outside, for
angels to fly
An angel will
die, covered in white
Closed eye
and hoping for a better life
This time, we’ll fade
out tonight, straight down the line
Straight
down the line
And they say she's in
the class
A-team,
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 free to us,
Coz
she's just
under the upper hand,
And goes mad for a couple grams,
she dont wanna Go
outside tonight.
And in
a pipe she
flies to
the motherland,
And sells love to another man,
Its too
cold outside, for
angels to fly
It’s too
cold outside for angels to fly,
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Em
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