Ed Sheeran - A team

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Am C G And they say she's in the class A-team, Stuck in her daydream,
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AmAnd they say she’s in tChe Class A Team, stuck in hGer daydream Been this way sinceD 18, but lately Amher face seems, slowly sinking, wCasting Crumbling like Gpastries, and they scream the Dworst things in life come free to us EmCos she's just under the CupperhandG, and go mad for a couple of grams EmAnd she don’t want to gCo outside tonigGht And in a Empipe she flies to Cthe MotherlandG, or sells love to another man EmIt’s tooG cold outside foDr angels to flyG, angels toC fly IEmt’s too Gcold outside forD angels to fly,G angels to Cfly To fly, fly DOr angeGls to die
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