[Intro]


[Verse]

White lips, pa

le face,
            
Breathing in s

  
nowflakes,
         
Burnt lungs, s

    
our taste.

Light's gone, 

day's end,
            
Struggling to 

 
pay rent,
         
Long nights, s

       
trange men.

[Chorus]
           
And they say s

              
he's in the Cl

   
ass A Team,
             
Stuck in her d

aydream,
              
Been this way 

    
since eighteen

 but lately
           
Her face seems

              
, slowly sinki

   
ng,wasting
              
Crumbling like

 
 pastries,
              
And they screa

     
m, The worst t

hings in life 

come free to u

s
              
'cause we're j

            
ust under the 

         
upper hand,
And go mad for a couple grams,
            
And she don't 

         
wanna go outsi

     
de tonight,
            
And in a pipe 

              
she flies to t

           
he Motherland,
Or sells love to another man,
        
It's too cold 

      
outside,
         
For angels to 

        
fly,
            
Angels to fly,

    

[Verse]

Ripped gloves,

 raincoat,
              
Tried to swim 

    
and stay afloa

t,
         
Dry house, wet

   
 clothes.
 
Loose change, 

bank notes,
         
Weary-eyed, dr

  
y throat,
         
Call girl, no 


phone.

[Chorus]
           
And they say s

              
he's in the Cl

    
ass A Team,
             
Stuck in her d

aydream,
              
Been this way 

    
since eighteen

 but lately
           
Her face seems

              
, slowly sinki

   
ng,wasting
              
Crumbling like

 
 pastries,
              
And they screa

     
m, The worst t

hings in life 

come free to u

s
              
'cause we're j

            
ust under the 

         
upper hand,
And go mad for a couple grams,
            
And she don't 

         
wanna go outsi

     
de tonight,
            
And in a pipe 

              
she flies to t

           
he Motherland,
Or sells love to another man,
        
It's too cold 

      
outside,
         
For angels to 

        
fly,

[Bridge]
           
An angel will 


die.
              
Covered in whi

   
te,
Closed eyed, And Ghoping for a better life,
           
This time, we'

            
ll fade out to

night,

Straight down 

the line.

    x2

[Chorus]
           
And they say s

              
he's in the Cl


ass A Team,
             
Stuck in her d

aydream,
              
Been this way 

    
since eighteen

 but lately
           
Her face seems

              
, slowly sinki

   
ng,wasting
              
Crumbling like

 
 pastries,
              
And they screa

     
m, The worst t

hings in life 

come free to u

s

[Outro]
            
And we're all 

           
under the uppe

      
r hand,

And go mad for a couple grams,
            
And we don't w

         
anna go outsid

  
e 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,

   
            
Angels to fly,

        
 to fly, to fl

y,
          
Angels to die.