Birdy - The A Team lyrics
[Birdy - The A Team 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
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
Cause we're just under the upper hand
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
Angels to fly
Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim, stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary eyed, dry throat cool 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
Cause we're just under the upper hand
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
Ooh, ooh ooh, ooh
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
Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple of grams
But she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside for angels to fly
For angels to fly to fly
For angels to die
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
Cause we're just under the upper hand
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
Angels to fly
Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim, stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary eyed, dry throat cool 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
Cause we're just under the upper hand
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
Ooh, ooh ooh, ooh
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
Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple of grams
But she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside for angels to fly
For angels to fly to fly
For angels to die