Ed Sheeran: "The A Team"
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Intro: F | F | F | F C Dm7 | Dm7 Bb | F | F F White lips, pale face, C Dm7 Breathing in snowflakes, Bb F Burnt lungs, sour taste. F Light’s gone, day’s end, C Dm7 Struggling to pay rent, Bb F Long nights, strange men. Gm7 And they say Bb She’s in the Class A Team, F Stuck in her daydream, C Been this way since eighteen Gm7 But lately her face seems Bb Slowly sinking, wasting, F Crumbling like pastries And they scream, C The worst things in life come free to us, Chorus: Dm Bb ’Cause we’re just under the upperhand, F And go mad for a couple grams Dm Bb F And she don’t want to go outside tonight, Dm Bb And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, F Or sells love to another man, Dm Bb F It’s too cold outside C Dm7 Bb For angels to fly, F Dm7 Bb F 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 eighteen But lately her face seems Slowly sinking, wasting, Crumbling like pastries And they scream, The worst things in life come free to us, Chorus: ’Cause we’re just under the upperhand, 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 C Gm7 For angels to fly, Bb An angel will die, Dm7 Covered in white, Closed eye, F And hoping for a better life. Gm7 Bb This time, we’ll fade out tonight, F Straight down the line. Instrumental: F | F | F | F C Dm7 | Dm7 Bb | F | F And they say She’s in the Class A Team, Stuck in her daydream, Been this way since eighteen But lately her face seems Slowly sinking, wasting, Crumbling like pastries They scream, The worst things in life come free to us. Chorus: And we’re all under the upperhand, Go mad for a couple 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 C Dm7 Bb F For angels to fly, Dm7 Bb F Angels to fly. F Dm7 Bb To fly, F To fly, Dm7 Bb F For angels to fly, to fly, to fly, Angels to die.
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