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    "The A Team" Lyrics

    Ed Sheeran

    Album:
    track 15 on disc 2
    H1ts 2013 [2013]
    track 2
    Best Of The Breeze 2 [2012]
    track 1
    Loose Change [2011]
    track 1
    + [2011]
    track 8 on disc 2
    x Wembley Edition
    Genre:Ethnic/Folk, Indie
    Duration:00:04:50
    Rank:8,189 (−4,464) history »
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    Lyrics

    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
    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
    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

    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
    They scream
    The worst things in life come free to us
    And we're all under the upperhand
    Go mad for a couple of grams
    And we don't want to go outside tonight
    And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland
    Or sell love to another man
    It's too cold outside
    For angels to fly
    Angels to fly
    To fly, fly
    For angles to fly, to fly, to fly
    Or angels to die
    This song was submitted on June 13th, 2011 and last modified on April 12th, 2013.
    Thanks to MiniLindstrom and Olivia_Ka for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/atv Music Publishing Llc.
    Written by Sheeran, Ed.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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