The A Team taby ukulele według Ed Sheeran

G                                                                      Em               C
White lips, pale face, breathing in snow flakes, burnt lungs, sour taste
G                                                                      Em               C
Light's gone, day's end, struggling to pay rent, long nights, strange men
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And they say, she's in the class A team, stuck in her daydream, been this way since 18, but lately
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Her face seems, slowly sinking wasting, crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come
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free to us. She's just under the upper hand, Go mad for a couple grams
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She don't wanna go outside tonight. In a pipe she flies to the motherland, or sells love to another man
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It's to cold outside, for angels to fly, for angels to fly

(Repeat same chords for the verses and chorus)
Ripped....
Dry....
Loose....
Call....

Chorus

Am7              C                      Em                G
An Angel will die, covered in white, Closed eye, hoping for a better life
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This time, we'll fade out tonight, straight down the line, straight down the line

Chorus (same)
Em         C             G           D
It's too cold outside for angels to fly, to fly, to fly
       D           G
Or angels to die