Breathing in the snow flakes
Burned lungs and scarred veins
And they say she's in the class 18
But lately her face seems
Crumbling like pastries and they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
And go mad for a couple of months
She don't wanna go outside tonight
And sells love to another man
Ripped clothes, red and cold
Tried to swim an d stay afloat
Weary eyed and dry throat
They say she's in the closet 18,
But lately her face seems
The worst things in life come free to us
Go mad for a couple grams
She don't wanna go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the motherland,
Sells her love to another man
Covered in white, clothes dyed
And hoping for a better life
This time, we'll fade out to night
They say she's in the class A team
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Crumbling like pastries and they scream
The worst things in life come free
Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
We don't wanna go outside tonight
And in a pipe we fly to the motherland
And sell love to another man
For an gels to fly, to fly, to fly
Angels that fly, that fly,
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