The A Team

Album: + (2011)
Charted: 3 16
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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
    Long nights, strange men

    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
    Cause we're just under 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
    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
    Cause we're just under 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
    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 eighteen
    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 upper hand
    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
    For angels to fly
    Angels to fly
    To fly, fly
    For angels to fly, to fly, to fly
    Or angels to die Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind
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Comments: 3

  • Emmy from Bellville, OnI Love this song
  • Ezmryder from Nsw, Australiagood song is well written and flows well my favourite part of this song is when ed sheeran sings "And they scream The worst things in life come free to us" because this is true anger hate fear and jealousy the simplicity of making a wrong decision.
  • Camille from Toronto, OhWow, a haunting song and video to match.....one of those songs that you begin to like in the middle of hearing it for the first time.
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