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• Artiste: Sophie-Tith
• Titre: The A Team
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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 heighteen, 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 upperhand, and go mad for a couple gramms And she don't wanna 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 Ripped gloves, raincoat Try 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 heighteen, 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 upperhand, and go mad for a couple gramms And she don't wanna 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 eyes 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 heighteen, but lately her face seems slowly sinking wasting, crumbling like pastries and they scream The worst things in life come free to us (Merci à Dreamy06 pour cettes paroles)