xXGeekyXx

FOLLOW @crazyfangirlsyndrome ITS MY NEW ACCOUNT GO GO GO

savyfriends

@crazyfangirlsyndrome ITS OK I JUST MISSED YOU
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daddybrendon

IM SORRY BRO @savyfriends I JUST DIDNT LIKE THAT ACCOUNT MUCH
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savyfriends

@xXGeekyXx YOU DITCHED ME I MISSED YOU
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xXGeekyXx

FOLLOW @crazyfangirlsyndrome ITS MY NEW ACCOUNT GO GO GO

savyfriends

@crazyfangirlsyndrome ITS OK I JUST MISSED YOU
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daddybrendon

IM SORRY BRO @savyfriends I JUST DIDNT LIKE THAT ACCOUNT MUCH
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savyfriends

@xXGeekyXx YOU DITCHED ME I MISSED YOU
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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