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The A Team

Artist:Ed Sheeran  Album:+  Writer:Ed Sheeran  Composer:Ed Sheeran  Release Year:2012  Number:WPCR-14318

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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 'Cos we're just under the upper hand And go mad for a couple grams And she don't wanna 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

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