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© Подбор песни: Антон Гавзов (https://Muzland.ru)
Lyrics and Music by Ed Sheeran
Intro: Eb | Eb | Eb | Eb Bbadd11/D | Cm7 | Cm7 G#add9 | Eb | Eb
Eb
White lips, pale face,
Bb/D Cm7
Breathing in snowflakes,
G#add9 Eb
Burnt lungs, sour taste.
Eb
Light’s gone, day’s end,
Bb/D Cm7
Struggling to pay rent,
G#add9 Eb
Long nights, strange men.
Fm7
And they say
G#
She’s in the Class A Team,
Eb
Stuck in her daydream,
Bb
Been this way since eighteen
Fm7
But lately her face seems
G#
Slowly sinking, wasting,
Eb
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream,
Bb
The worst things in life come free to us,
Chorus:
Cm G#
’Cause we’re just under the upperhand,
Eb
And go mad for a couple grams
Cm G# Eb
And she don’t want to go outside tonight,
Cm G#
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland,
Eb
Or sells love to another man,
Cm G# Eb
It’s too cold outside
Bbadd11 Cm9 G#6add9
For angels to fly,
Eb Cm9 G#6add9 Eb
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 eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting,
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream,
The worst things in life come free to us,
Chorus:
’Cause we’re just under the upperhand,
And go mad for a couple 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
Bbadd11 Fm7
For angels to fly,
G#add9
An angel will die,
Cm7
Covered in white,
Closed eye,
Eb
And hoping for a better life.
Fm7 G#add9
This time, we’ll fade out tonight,
Eb
Straight down the line.
Instrumental: Eb | Eb | Eb | Eb Bb/D | Cm7 | Cm7 G#add9 | Eb | Eb
And they say
She’s in the Class A Team,
Stuck in her daydream,
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting,
Crumbling like pastries
They scream,
The worst things in life come free to us.
Chorus:
And we’re all under the upperhand,
Go mad for a couple grams
And we don’t want to go outside tonight,
And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland,
Or sell love to another man,
It’s too cold outside
Bbadd11 Cm9 G#maj Ebmaj
For angels to fly,
Eb Cm9 G#maj Ebmaj
Angels to fly.
Eb Cm9 G#maj
To fly,
Ebmaj
To fly,
Eb Cm9 G#maj Ebmaj
For angels to fly, to fly, to fly,
Eb/Bb Eb
Angels to die.