The A Team Acousticเนื้อเพลง | เนื้อเพลง The A Team Acoustic Ed Sheeran

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 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us


* Cos she's just under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of 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,

for 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 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting

Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us
( * , ** )


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

Straight down the line
( * , ** )

And we're all under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams

And we don’t want to go outside tonight

And in a pipe we'll fly to the Motherland, or sell love to another man

It’s too cold outside for angels to fly,

for angels to flyyyyy

Flyyyy, flyyyyyy, angels to fly, fly, flyyy

Or angels to die