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Kurt Hugo Schneider
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The A Team
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
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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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