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 a team 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 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 ripped gloves raintcoat tried to swim and stay afloat dry house wet clothes loose change bank notes weary eyed 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 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 an angel will die coverd in white closed eyes and hopping 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 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 free to us and we re all under the upper hand and 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 sells love to another man it s too cold outside for angels to fly angels to fly fly angels to die