píseň je ve 4/4 taktu, I thing, that it is in A tune ...
předehra: A, Fismi, AAWhite lips, pale face
Breathing in snowFismiflakes
Burnt lungs, sour Ataste
Light\'s gone, day\'s end
Struggling to payFismirent
Long nights, strangeA men
And Hmithey say
She\'s in the Class FismiA Team
Stuck in her Adaydream
Been this way sinceE 18
But lately
Hmiher face seems
Slowly sinking, Fismiwasting
Crumbling like Apastries
And they scream
EThe worst things in life come free to us
FismiCos we\'re just under the upperhand
AAnd go mad for a couple of grams
FismiAnd she don\'t want to go Aoutside tonight
FismiAnd in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
AOr sells love to another man
FismiIt\'s too cold Aoutside
For angels to Fismifly ... A
Angels to Fismifly
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 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cos we\'re just under the upperhand
And go mad for a couple of 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
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 18
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 upperhand
Go mad for a couple of 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
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
To fly, fly
Or angels to die
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