my old friend jc caylen adopteds me (a o2l fanfic)

chapter 8

"white lips pale face breathin in the snow flakes

burnt lungs sour taste

lights gone days end struggling to pay rent

long nights strange men

and they say she's in the class eight-teen stuck in her day dream

been this way since eight-teen but lately

her face seems slowly sinking waisting crumbling like pastrys

but they scream the worst things in life come free to us

cause where just under the upper hand

go mine for a couple grams and she don't wanna go outside tonight

and in a pipe she flys to mother land or sells love to another man

its to cold outside for angels to fly angels to fly

rip gloves rain coat try to swim stay float    dry house wet clothes

loose change rang notes here we are dry throat

cool girl no phone

and they say she's in the class eight-teen stuck in her day dream

been this way since eight-teen but lately

her face seems slowly sinking waisting crumbling like pastrys

but they scream the worst things in life come free to us

cause where just under the upper hand

go mine for a couple grams and she don't wanna go outside tonight

and in a pipe she flys to mother land or sells love to another man

its to cold outside for angels to fly angels die covered in white

closed eye hopping for a better life

this time we'll fade out tonight straight down the right

and they say she's in the class eight-teen stuck in her day dream

been this way since eight-teen but lately

her face seems slowly sinking waisting crumbling like pastrys

but they scream the worst things in life come free to us

and we all under the upper hand go mine for a couple grams

and we don't wanna go outside tonight

and in the pipe we fly to mother land or sell love to another man

its to cold outside for angels to fly angels to fly flyyyyyy flyyyy

for angels to fly to fly to fly angels to die" I Hurd a lot of clapping I looked behind me to see taytay video recording