Ed Sheeran – The A Team

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1. ”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 Class A Team
   Stuck in her daydream
   Been this way since 18
   But lately her face seems
   Slowly sinking, wasting
   Crumbling like pastries

   And they scream
   The worst things in life come free to us
   Cos 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
   Angels to fly

   Ripped gloves, raincoat
   Tried to swim and stay afloat
   Dry house, wet clothes
   Loose change, bank notes
   Weary-eyed, dry throat
   Call girl, no phone

   And they say
   She’s in the Class A Team
   Stuck in her daydream
   Been this way since 18
   But lately her face seems
   Slowly sinking, wasting
   Crumbling like pastries

   And they scream
   The worst things in life come free to us
   Cos 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
   Angels to fly
   An angel will die
   Covered in white
   Closed eye
   And hoping for a better life
   This time, we’ll fade out tonight
   Straight down the line”

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