Interpret:

5 Seconds Of Summer

Album:

Covers-Band

Calum:
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


Luke:
And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries


Both:
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cause 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




Luke:
Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes


Loose change, bank notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Cool girl, no phone




And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries


Both:
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cause we're just under the upperhand
And go mad for a couple of grams
But 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...