Capo at the 2nd fret
Intro:
Verse 1:
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
Pre-Chorus:
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And they say she’s in the Class Team,
*
stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18, but lately
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her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
*
Crumbling like pastries, and they screamx
the worst things in life come free to us
Chorus 1:
Cos she's 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 another man
It’s too cold outside for angels to fly,
for angels to fly
Verse 2:
Ripped gloves, raincoat, tried to swim
and stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes, weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone
Pre-Chorus:
*
And they say she’s in the Class Team,
*
stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18, but lately
*
her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
[G*]
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream
the worst things in life come free to us
Chorus 1:
Cos she's 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 another man
It’s too cold outside for angels to fly
Bridge:
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An angel will die, covered in white
Closed eye and hoping for a better life
This time, we’ll fade out
* slide * *
tonight, straight down the line
* *
Straight down the line
Pre-Chorus:
*
And they say she’s in the Class Team,
*
stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18, but lately
*
her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
[G*]
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream
the worst things in life come free to us
Chorus 2:
And we're all under the upperhand,
and go mad for a couple of grams
And we don’t want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe we'll fly to the Motherland,
or sell love to another man
It’s too cold outside for angels to fly,
for angels to flyyyyy
Flyyyy, flyyyyyy, angels to fly, fly, flyyy
Or angels to die