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Alex Goot
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The A Team - Acoustic
White lips, pale face Breathing in 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 day dream 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 And go mad for a couple grams And she don't want to go outside tonight And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, And sells love to another man It's too cold outside For angels to fly Angels to fly Ripped gloves, rain coat Tried to swim and stay aflot Dry house, wet clothes Loose change, bank notes Weary-eyed, dry throat 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Call girl, no phone 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 And go mad for a couple grams And she don't want to go outside tonight And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland And sells love to another man It's too cold outside For angels to fly For angels to fly To fly Fly For angels to fly To fly, to fly An angel will die
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