[Verse 1: Mikill Pane]
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Listen, little lady
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This is just the worst way to spend your birthday, its 30 degrees, Thursday
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You work late, you was with a perv makin dirty fake love in his Mercedes
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Lady, the word “rape” sums up events that take place every night
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You wanna get up but you know your legs will ache if you try
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And you remember that your punter went crazy last night
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You drag yourself to the mirror to check your face then you cry
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Forget the visit to the clinic you were booked in for
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Youll make a trip to the Whittington where theyll look at your jaw
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Theyll be inquisitive and ask about your business for sure
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Theyll know youre fibbin if you tell them you got hit by a door
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But young woman, the pimp sees you as nothin but a dumb hooker
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Medical attention could be fatal cause the cunt wouldnt
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Ever let a doctor near someone thats gettin dough for him
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Cause next you got poxy authorities stickin their noses in
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[Chorus: Ed Sheeran]
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Shes just under the upper hand
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And goes mad for a couple grams
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And she dont wanna go outside, tonight
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‘Cause, in a pipe, shell fly to the motherland
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And sell love to another man
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Its too cold outside
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For angels to fly
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For angels to fly
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[Verse 2: Mikill Pane]
~#**************#~
Little lady, your mind, youve made up
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Your injuries you cant hide with make-up
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You need some medical advice, you make up a little lie to say just
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In case the doc opens his eyes and dont decide to play dumb
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With any luck, youll see the same dude who stitched your top lip
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Last year when your pimp just lost it
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He wouldnt recognise you if you stared him in the face anyway
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‘Cause all the heroin is makin you age
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But youre a heroine for takin the strain of bein a prostitute and punching bag
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The funds you have left go where youre from usin MoneyGram
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Mother had to get you out of the motherland to study
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That was all she struggled to have a single daughter with the upper hand
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Little does she know youre never comin back
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She put you in her brothers hands, only for him to formulate another plan
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Hes the fucking cause of your appalling state, this summer
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Fancy that, you came to London to get pimped by your uncle, damn
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[Chorus: Ed Sheeran]
~#**************#~
Shes just under the upper hand
~#**************#~
And goes mad for a couple grams
~#**************#~
And she dont wanna go outside, tonight
~#**************#~
‘Cause, in a pipe, shell fly to the motherland
~#**************#~
And sell love to another man
~#**************#~
Its too cold outside
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For angels to fly
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[Bridge: Ed Sheeran]
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Now an angel will die, covered in white
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With closed eyes and hoping for a better life
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This time now, well fade out tonight
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Straight down the line
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[Verse 3: Mikill Pane]
~#**************#~
Little lady, youre tremblin with fear
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Your skinny frame kinda resembles a deer
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Youre sitting facing the detective, oh, dear
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The meddlin nurse couldnt just leave it
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Shes only gone and made it much worse callin police in
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Shell never know the gravity of the damage shes caused
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Youre causing scandal goin mad in the ward now
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The cop is tryin to calm you, tellin you he wont let no one to harm you
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The same question he keeps trying to ask you, “Who you working for?”
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Hes talkin to you like youre worth more than a dirty whore
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Youre havin a conversation you could be murdered for
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Youre learnin more about exactly why you need to help bring him or her to court
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Hes kickin knowledge you aint ever heard before
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Just before he leaves, he reassures you that he knows that its hard
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He underlines a mobile number you can phone on his card
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Begs you to use it, hes useless if youre gonna be stupid
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‘Cause an answer hasnt come from your bruised lips, youre on your own
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Youve gotta go and give your pimp what you owe
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You reach your door and then it dawns that youve been followed home
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Before you turn around you feel a cold blade on your throat
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And then a voice says, “Where you been, bitch? I wanna know”
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No prizes for guessin who it is, resistance would be foolishness
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You open the front door, he boots you in
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Theres somethin new in him, hes silent now, that fills you with terror
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Get your alibi straight, you could be killed for an error
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He towers over you, the six-inch knife catches the sunlight
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At this point, your life flashes before your eyes
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Your handbags dropped and all the contents are all over the floor
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Despite the mess theres only one thing that has caught his eye
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And in the moment of rage, he brutally murders his niece
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And dumps her body in the boot of his Mercs in the street
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Little lady left this earth in the worst way
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All because she got a card on her thirteenth birthday
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[Chorus: Ed Sheeran]
~#**************#~
And were all under the upper hand
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And goin mad for a couple grams
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And we dont wanna go outside, tonight
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‘Cause, in a pipe, shell fly to the motherland
~#**************#~
And sell love to another man
~#**************#~
Its too cold outside
~#**************#~
For angels to fly
~#**************#~
For angels to fly
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And fly, fly
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For angels to fly
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To fly, to fly
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And angels to die
