White lips pale face
Breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs sour taste
Lights gone days end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights stranger man
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 in life come free to us
Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in 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
Ripped gloves raincoat
Tried to swim and stay afloat
Dry house wet clothes
Loose change bank notes
Weary eyed dry throat
Go girl no phone
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 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 flies to the motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside for angels to fly
Angel will die
Covered in white closed eyes
And hoping 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 eighteen
But lately her face seems slowly
Sinking wasting crumbling like pastries
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 want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe we fly to the motherland
Or sell love to another man
It's too cold outside for angels to fly
Angels to fly
To fly
Fly for angels to fly
To fly to fly for angels to die