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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 Cos we're just under the upperhand 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 and stay afloat Dry house, wet clothes Loose change, bank notes Weary-eyed, dry throat Call 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 Cos we're just under the upperhand 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 An angel will die Covered in white Closed eye And hoping for a better life This time, we'll fade out tonight Straight down the line 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 They scream The worst <b>...</b>

Ed Sheeran The Team Lyrics

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You me at six - Save it for the bedroom Keep your hands to yourself, These lips belong to someone else. And you know that you, will never get on it. Keep your lies to yourself, *cos' every lie, you heard from someone else, And you know that you will never get with it. Well I sussed you good. *oh You knew I would. *oh haven't you heard? *you're just a mark on my shirt. Another night and another girl? Well I taste so good, But you knew I would. So who's keeping score, On who is a whore? With you by my side That look in your eye *I hope you dont. Go home and wash your jeans, *cos' there's dirt on the knees, Your jealously doesn't sit with me. You love, I love you too, Below the waist I'll start charging you, Cause that's just how the players play the game. *oh My winning streak, is missing. So who's keeping score, On who is a whore? With you by my side That look in your eye *I hope you dont. So who's keeping score, On who is a whore? With you by my side, That look in your eye, *I hope you dont. *you whore. Save it for the bedroom. (20x) We'll save it for the, Save it for the bedroom Oh I'll save it for the, Save it for the bedroom

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From the album "Loose Change" - available on iTunes: itunes.apple.com I DO NOT OWN ANY RIGHTS TO THIS SONG "If we take this bird in with its broken leg, we could nurse it" she said Come inside for a little lie down with me and if you fall asleep it wouldn't be the worst thing But when I wake up, your make-up is on my shoulder And tell me if I lie down, would you stay now? Let me hold ya, oh But if I kiss you will your mouth read this truth? Darling how I'll miss you Strawberries taste how lips do And it's not complete yet Mustn't get our feet wet 'cause that leads to regret, diving in too soon And I'll owe it all to you, oh, my little bird My little bird If we take a walk out in the morning dew we could lay down so I'm next you Come inside for a little home made tea and if you fall asleep then at least you're next to me And if I wake up, you say "It's late love, get back to sleep" I'm covered by nature and I'm safe now underneath this oak tree with you beside me But if I kiss you will your mouth read this truth? Darling how I'll miss you Strawberries taste how lips do And it's not complete yet Mustn't get our feet wet 'cause that leads to regret, diving in too soon And I'll owe it all to you, oh, my little bird My little bird My little bird My little bird And of all these things I'm sure of, I'm not quite certain of your love And you make scream but then I made you cry when I left that little bird with its broken leg to die But if I kiss you will your mouth read this <b>...</b>

Ed Sheeran Little Bird Loose Change