the a team (slowed + reverb)

White lips pale face

Breathing in the snowflakes

Burnt lungs sour taste

Light's gone days 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 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 of grams

She don't want to go outside tonight

And in a pipe she flies to the motherland

Sells love to another man

It's too cold outside for angels to fly

'cause we're just under the upper hand

And go mad for a couple of grams

She don't want to go outside tonight

And in a pipe she flies to the motherland

Sells love to another man

It's too cold outside for angels to fly

Angels to fly

Angels to die

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