Ed Sheeran - The A Team - Shy FX's Ackee and Saltfish Remix Lyrics

white lips pale face
breathing in snowflakes
burned tongues sour tastes
lights storm days end
struggling to pay rent
long nights stand men
they say she's in the class a team
stuck in her day dream
been this way since 18 but lately
her face sees slowly sticking wasting
crumbling like pastries and they scream
the worst things in life come free to us
cause she was just under the upper hand
goes back for a couple grams
she don't want to go outside tonight
cause in a pipe she'll fly to the mother land sell love to another man
is to cold outside for angels to fly
for angels to fly
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