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The A Team 
Easy
de Ed Sheeran
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lips, pale face
in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, 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 way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come to us
'Cause we're just
Under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And she don't to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too outside
For to fly
Angels to fly
Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to and afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone
And say
She's in the class A team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in to us
'Cause we're just the upper hand
And go mad for a couple 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
in white
eye
And 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 way since 18
But her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
They scream
The in life come free to us
And we're all under the upper hand
Go mad for a grams
And we don't want to go outside tonight
And in a we fly to the Motherland
Or sell love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
Fly, fly
For angels to fly
To fly, to fly
Angels to die
in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, 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 way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come to us
'Cause we're just
Under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And she don't to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too outside
For to fly
Angels to fly
Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to and afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone
And say
She's in the class A team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in to us
'Cause we're just the upper hand
And go mad for a couple 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
in white
eye
And 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 way since 18
But her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
They scream
The in life come free to us
And we're all under the upper hand
Go mad for a grams
And we don't want to go outside tonight
And in a we fly to the Motherland
Or sell love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
Fly, fly
For angels to fly
To fly, to fly
Angels to die
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