G G Em
White lips, pale face, Breathing in snowflakes,
C G
Burnt lungs, sour taste. Light's gone, day's end,
G Em C G
Struggling to pay rent, Long nights, strange men.
CHORUS
Am7 C
And they say she's in the Class A Team,
G
Stuck in her daydream,
D Am7
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems
C G
Slowly sinking, wasting, Crumbling like pastries,
G D
And they scream, The worst things in life come free to us,
Em C G
Cos we're just under the upperhand,
G
And goes mad for a couple of grams,
Em C G
And she don't want to go outside tonight,
Em C
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland,
G
And sells love to another man,
Em C
It's too cold outside,
G Em D Em
For angels to fly, For angels to fly
G Em
Ripped gloves, raincoat, Tried to swim and stay afloat,
C G
Dry house, wet clothes. Loose change, bank notes,
Em C G
Weary-eyed, dry throat, Call girl, no phone, no
Am7 C
And they say she's in the Class A Team...
....
G Em Am7 C
For angels to fly, An angel will die.
G D Em
Covered in white, Closed eye,
C G
And hoping for a better life,
Am C G Em
This time, we'll fade out tonight, Straight down the line.
Am7 C
And they say she's in the Class A Team...
...
G D
And they scream, The worst things in life come free to us,
Em C
Cos we're just under the upperhand,
G
And go mad for a couple of grams,
Em C G
And we don't want to go outside tonight,
Em C
And in a pipe we'll fly to the Motherland,
G Em C
Sell love to another man, It's too cold outside,
G Em D Em
For angels to fly, For angels to fly,
C Em G Em D Em
To fly, fly, For angels to fly, to fly, to fly,
G Em
For angels to die.
