Intro: A
A A
White lips, pale face
A D E
Breathing in snowflakes
A A
Burnt lungs, sour taste
A A
Light's gone, day's end
A D E
Struggling to pay rent
A A
Long nights, strange men
Bm
And they say
Bm D
She's in the Class A Tea
A
Stuck in her daydream
A E
Been this way since eighteen
A D
But lately her face seems
A D
Slowly sinking, wasting
A
Crumbling like pastries
A
And they scream
E E
The worst things in life come free to us
Bm D
Cause we're just under the upper hand
A E
And go mad for a couple grams
D A
And she don't want to go outside tonight
Bm A
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
G A
Or sells love to another man
G A
It's too cold outside
A E
For angels to fly
D A E
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