White lips,
Pale face,
Breathing in snowflakes ;
Long night,
Strange men.

And they say..
She's in the class A-team
Walking for her daydream
Since eighteen

A good friend once told me that this song made him thinks of me. And, to be honest, that's pretty song. Sad, but pretty. But also.. I used to listen to it when I felt empty.

Boy for the Angel's love, could my stupid brain stop working for a sec?