And they say<br />She's in the class A Team<br />Stuck in her daydream<br />Been that way since eighteen, but lately,<br />Her face seems<br />Slowly sinking, wasting<br />Crumbling like pastries<br />And they scream<br />The worst things in life come free to us<br />Cos we're just under the upperhand<br />Go mad for a couple grams<br />And she don't want to go outside tonight<br />And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland<br />Or sells love to another man<br />It's too cold outside<br />For angels to fly<br />Angels to fly