The A Team - Ed Sheeran /w Lyrics (cover) Megan Nicole. Do not own the rights to this song & background or pictures. DO NOT RE-UPLOAD TO YOUR OWN CHANNEL. Thank you & enjoy. (: Original song belong to - Ed Sheeran Cover song belong to - Megan Nicole : www.youtube.com ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Font: Beautiful Every Time ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 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 upperhand And go mad for a couple grams And she don't wanna 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 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 Cause we're just under the upperhand And go mad for a couple grams But ...
Saturday, February 16, 2013
The A Team - Ed Sheeran w/ Lyrics (cover) Megan Nicole
The A Team - Ed Sheeran w/ Lyrics (cover) Megan Nicole Tube. Duration : 4.87 Mins.
The A Team - Ed Sheeran /w Lyrics (cover) Megan Nicole. Do not own the rights to this song & background or pictures. DO NOT RE-UPLOAD TO YOUR OWN CHANNEL. Thank you & enjoy. (: Original song belong to - Ed Sheeran Cover song belong to - Megan Nicole : www.youtube.com ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Font: Beautiful Every Time ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 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 upperhand And go mad for a couple grams And she don't wanna 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 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 Cause we're just under the upperhand And go mad for a couple grams But ...
The A Team - Ed Sheeran /w Lyrics (cover) Megan Nicole. Do not own the rights to this song & background or pictures. DO NOT RE-UPLOAD TO YOUR OWN CHANNEL. Thank you & enjoy. (: Original song belong to - Ed Sheeran Cover song belong to - Megan Nicole : www.youtube.com ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Font: Beautiful Every Time ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 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 upperhand And go mad for a couple grams And she don't wanna 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 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 Cause we're just under the upperhand And go mad for a couple grams But ...
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