Ed Sheeran – A Team (Acoustic Version) Song Lyrics

About Ed Sheeran: Edward Christopher “Ed” Sheeran (born 17 February 1991) is an English singer-songwriter and producer. He was born in Halifax, before moving to Framlingham. He learned to play guitar and started writing songs at a young age. He began recording in 2005 and moved to London in 2008 to pursue a music career. In 2009, he played 312 gigs. In early 2011, Sheeran released an independent extended play, No. 5 Collaborations Project which led him to be signed to Asylum / Atlantic Records. Buoyed by the commercial breakthrough of the singles “The A Team” and “Lego House”, his debut album + has been certified quintuple platinum in the United Kingdom. In 2012, he won two BRIT Awards for Best British Male Solo Artist, and British Breakthrough of the Year, while “The A Team” also won the Ivor Novello Award for Best Song Musically and Lyrically. After collaborating with Taylor Swift on a track for her album Red (2012), it was announced that Sheeran will appear as a special guest on Swift’s seven-month Red Tour of North America in 2013. Ed Sheeran has also toured with, and performed solo, as the opening band for the Rolling Stones on their Zip Code tour in 2015.

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Lyrics:

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
She’s 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 her

‘Cause she’s just under the upper-hand
And goes mad for a couple grams
And she don’t want to go outside tonight
‘Cause in a pipe, she’ll fly to the motherland
And sell love to another man
It’s too cold outside
Angels to fly
Angels to fly, mm

Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary-eyed and dry throat
Call girl, no phone

They say
She’s in the class A Team
She’s 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 she’s just under the upper-hand
And goes mad for a couple grams
And she don’t want to go outside tonight
‘Cause in the pipe, she’ll fly to the motherland
And sell love to another man
It’s too cold outside
Angels to fly

Now an angel will die
Covered in white
Closed eyes and hoping for a better life
This time, now we’ll fade out tonight
Straight down the line
Just straight down the line, oh, mm

Now they say
She’s in the class A Team
She’s 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

When we’re all under the upper-hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And we don’t want to go outside tonight
‘Cause in the pipe we’ll fly to the motherland
And sell love to another man
It’s too cold outside
Angels to fly
Angels to fly
Fly, fly
Angels to fly, to fly, to fly
Angels to die


 

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