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@mw_v

I'm leaving this comment here so after a month or a year when someone likes it, I get reminded of this song ❤







Edit : for every comment i will listen the song twice, thank y'all :)
7/11/2023 : Thank you everyone for the reminders by commenting, I didn't expect it but I do come here an awful lot to listen to this amazing song over and over again, all thanks to you!!



@fafafagat

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 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
Or sells 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 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
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
An angel will die
Covered in white
Closed eye
And hoping for a better life
This time, we'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line
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
They scream
The worst things in life come free to us
And we're all under the upper hand
Go mad for a couple grams
And we don't want to go outside 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
For angels to fly, to fly, to fly
For angels to die



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@hime2541

I remember how innocent this song was to me when i was maybe 10. But now... it makes me sad...

@ahmadkanaan8401

U must be 17 years old lol

@hime2541

@@ahmadkanaan8401 Nope i listened to this song in 2014 so i'm just 13 years old.

@gachazee7330

e i l i s h I was 4 when it was made but I only listened to it when I was 6 and I loved it sooo much, I knew she was like a drug addict but I never understood what it was. I never forgot the lyrics that’s how much I loved it

@libitina3202

@@gachazee7330 dude i was 6 when this was made and im just listening to it now that im 15 w e a w , nice edits btw on ur channel keep it up 👍

@julianklietz6558

Dude, kinda same, one of the dearest friends, that i will probably have ever had, listened to this song with me, when i wasn't even speaking english. I still really liked it tho. You can probably imsgine what kind of feelings I have for both this song and my friend right now.

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@Harsha-pe3pw

The sad thing about this song is that it is a reality for many people

@awxono

Including my own mom, you’d think she could change for her daughter

@issacclarke4194

@@awxono Feel you bro

@issacclarke4194

Why did i say bro? XD

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