'cos we're just under the upperhand..

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And they scream 
The worst thing in life come free to us 
Cos we're just under the upperhand 
And go mad for a couple grams
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 to cold outside 
For angels to fly 
An angel will die
Covered in white 
Closed eyes 
And hoping for a better life 
This time, we fade out tonight 
Straight down the line 




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