White lips, pale face
B C# G# A
Breathing in snow flakes
B C# C# E C#
Burnt lungs, sour taste
B C# E E
Light's gone, days end, struggling to pay rent
B C# G# A B C# C# A E C#
Long nights, strange men
B C# E E
And they say she's in the class A team
A E C# A A A A E C#
Stuck in her day-dream
A A A E C#
Been this way since eighteen but lately her face seems
A A A A B C# A B C# A E C#
Slowly sinking wasting, crumbling like pastries
A A A A E C# A A A E C#
They scream the worst things in life come free to us
E C# A C# C# C# C# C# C# B A
Cause we're just under the upper hand
A A C# C# C# B C# B C#
And go mad for a couple grams
A C# C# C# A C# B A
And she don't want to go__outside tonight
A C# E F# E C# B A A A B C#
And in a pipe she flies to the mother land
B C# B C# B C# C# B C# B C#
Or sells love to another man
A C# C# C# D C# B A
It's to cold____ outside for angels to fly
C# E F# A G# E C# B A A E C# B A
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