The A Team-SIENA

[00:19.87]White lips, pale face [00:23.37]Breathing in snowflakes [00:26.75]Burnt lungs, sour taste [00:33.65]Light's gone, day's end [00:37.70]Struggling to pay rent [00:40.54]Long nights, strange men [00:44.71] [00:46.14]And they say [00:47.69]She's in the Class A Team [00:51.55]Stuck in her daydream [00:55.30]Been this way since 18 [00:58.17]But lately her face seems [01:01.77]Slowly sinking, wasting [01:05.21]Crumbling like pastries [01:08.33]And they scream [01:09.88]The worst things in life come free to us [01:13.24]Cos we're just under the upperhand [01:17.69]And go mad for a couple of grams [01:21.15]And she don't want to go outside tonight [01:27.40]And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland [01:31.36]Or sells love to another man [01:34.88]It's too cold outside [01:39.17]For angels to fly [01:43.32] [01:55.75]Ripped gloves, raincoat [01:59.30]Tried to swim and stay afloat [02:02.30]Dry house, wet clothes [02:06.64] [02:08.96]Loose change, bank notes [02:12.15]Weary-eyed, dry throat [02:15.41]Call girl, no phone [02:19.24] [02:20.72]And they say [02:22.57]She's in the Class A Team [02:25.94]Stuck in her daydream [02:29.23]Been this way since 18 [02:32.50]But lately her face seems [02:36.13]Slowly sinking, wasting [02:39.50]Crumbling like pastries [02:42.41]And they scream [02:44.20]The worst things in life come free to us [02:47.41]Cos we're just under the upperhand [02:51.62]And go mad for a couple of grams [02:55.90]But she don't want to go outside tonight [03:01.40]And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland [03:05.41]Or sells love to another man [03:08.98]It's too cold outside [03:13.80]For angels to fly [03:16.63]An angel will die [03:53.97]And they say [03:55.58]She's in the Class A Team [03:59.60]Stuck in her daydream [04:02.25]Been this way since eighteen, but lately [04:06.84]Her face seems [04:08.72]Slowly sinking, wasting [04:12.60]Crumbling like pastries [04:15.15]And they scream [04:16.72]The worst things in life come free to us [04:19.92]'Cause we're just under the upperhand [04:24.00]And go mad for a couple of grams [04:27.42]It's too cold outside [04:31.70]For angels to fly [04:44.91]For angels to fly [04:52.30]Covered in white [04:55.60]Closed eyes, hoping for a better life. [05:00.85]This time, we'll fade out tonight straight down the line