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 daydreams
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
Cos we're just under the upper hand
Go mad for a couple of grams
She don't want to go outside
Tonight
In a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Sell love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
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
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
Cos 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
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
An angel die
Covered in white
Closed eye
Hoping for a better life
And this time,
We'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line
And we're all under the upper hand
Go mad for a couple of grams
We don't want to go outside
Tonight
In a pipe she fly to the Motherland
Or sell love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
Angels to fly
To fly, to fly
Angels to die
- 专辑：The A Team (The Voice Performance)
- 歌手：Caroline Glaser
- 歌曲：The A Team (The Voice Performance)
