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The A Team 
Easy
de Ed Sheeran
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White lips, pale face
Breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
Light's gone, day's end
Struggling to pay rent
nights, strange men
And say
She's in the A team
Stuck in her daydream
this way 18
But lately her face seems
sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The things in life come to us
'Cause we're just
the upper hand
And go mad for a grams
And she don't to go tonight
And in a she to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
girl, no phone
And they say
She's in the A team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
like pastries
And they scream
The things in life to us
'Cause we're under the 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
Covered in white
Closed eye
And hoping for a better life
This time
We'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line
And say
She's in the class A team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
They scream
The things in life come to us
And we're all under the upper hand
Go mad for a couple 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 outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
Fly, fly
For angels to fly
To fly, to fly
Angels to die
Breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
Light's gone, day's end
Struggling to pay rent
nights, strange men
And say
She's in the A team
Stuck in her daydream
this way 18
But lately her face seems
sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The things in life come to us
'Cause we're just
the upper hand
And go mad for a grams
And she don't to go tonight
And in a she to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
girl, no phone
And they say
She's in the A team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
like pastries
And they scream
The things in life to us
'Cause we're under the 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
Covered in white
Closed eye
And hoping for a better life
This time
We'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line
And say
She's in the class A team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
They scream
The things in life come to us
And we're all under the upper hand
Go mad for a couple 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 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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