Ivan B - A Team lyrics

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Ivan B - A Team lyrics

[Hook: Marie Elizabeth] 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 Cla** A Team Stuck in her daydream Been this way since eighteen 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 upper hand And go mad for a couple 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 For angels to fly [Ivan B] She was only seventeen, she was open like a book Boyfriend's getting high but every time she overlook He couldn't stop it if he wanted and she knew She loved him so much, she began to do it too She started getting high it was fun nothing fatal He pressured on with the bills on the table Couple months hundred bottles starting feeling sick Vomit in the bathroom while her boyfriend's taking hits She lost her scholarship 'cause her grades are down the drain She took a hit to ease the pain nothing seem to change But it was okay, 'cause he was always there Half the time his body was but he was never there But she dealt with it 'cause he was all she had Her parents didn't care she moved down with just a bag Her eyes began to water something happened that she feared All of her friends around her just began to disappear Couple months later she caught him having s** With that one person he promised to never text Running out the door he chased with his car No money to fill it up so he didn't get too far Crashed into a tree he was still feeling high Face against the pavement with police standing by She's looking at a mirror heart beating like a drum A night of having fun to what have I become There's nothing left to say, nothing left to do Her parents aren't home and doesn't have a room Tears running down her face, she's grabbing every bottle Hand filled with bills, other hand began to dial Calling every friend but only left a message "I don't know what I am, but I'm sorry for my presence" Grabbed the piece of paper to her parents here she wrote "I'm sorry for what I am, I know that I'm a joke" She swallowed every pill fell asleep on their bed They tried to wake her up, but she never woke again She never woke again! She never woke again!! [Hook: Marie Elizabeth] And they say She's in the Cla** A Team Stuck in her daydream Been this way since eighteen But lately her face seems Slowly sinking, wasting Crumbling like pastries And they scream The worst things in life come free to us And she's just under the upper hand Go mad for a couple 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 For angels to die