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Chord The A Team - Selena Gomez & Justin Bieber

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Chord The A Team - Selena Gomez & Justin Bieber :

Lirik The A Team - Selena Gomez & Justin Bieber :

F#m               E
 White lips, pale face
                 C#m
Breathing in snowflakes
                  D
Burnt lungs, sour taste
F#m                  E
 Light's gone, day's end
                  C#m
Struggling to pay rent
                     D
Long nights, strange men

Reff :
      F#m
  And they say
                     E
  She's in the Class A Team
                 C#m
  Stuck in her daydream
                      D
  Been this way since eighteen
                 F#m
  But lately her face seems
                  E
  Slowly sinking, wasting
                 C#m
  Crumbling like pastries
                      D
  And they scream the worst thing
  in life come free to us

          F#m
Cos we're just under the upperhand
E
 And go mad for a couple of grams
C#m                          D
 And she don't want to go outside tonight
         F#m
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
E
 Or sells love to another man
C#m
 It's too cold outside
D
 For angels to fly

F#m                 E
 Ripped gloves, raincoat
                       C#m
Tried to swim and stay float
               D
Dry house, wet clothes
F#m                 E
 Loose change, bank notes
                C#m
Weary-eyed, dry throat
              D
Call girl, no phone

Reff :
     F#m
 And they say
                    E
 She's in the Class A Team
                C#m
 Stuck in her daydream
                     D
 Been this way since eighteen
                F#m
 But lately her face seems
                 E
 Slowly sinking, wasting
                C#m
 Crumbling like pastries
                     D
 And they scream the worst thing
 in life come free to us

          F#m
Cos we're just under the upperhand
E
 And go mad for a couple of grams
C#m                          D
 And she don't want to go outside tonight
         F#m
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
E
 Or sells love to another man
C#m                 D
 It's too cold outside
              F#m
For angels to fly
              E
An angel will die
           C#m
Covered in white, Closed eye
    D
And hoping for a better life
F#m                       E
This time, we'll fade out tonight
                  C#m  D
Straight down the line

Reff :
      F#m
  And they say
                     E
  She's in the Class A Team
                 C#m
  Stuck in her daydream
                      D
  Been this way since eighteen
                 F#m
  But lately her face seems
                  E
  Slowly sinking, wasting
                 C#m
  Crumbling like pastries
                      D
  And they scream the worst thing
  in life come free to us

          F#m
Cos we're just under the upperhand
E
 And go mad for a couple of grams
C#m                          D
 And she don't want to go outside tonight
         F#m
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
E
 Or sells love to another man
C#m                 D
 It's too cold outside
              F#m  E
For angels to fly
          C#m  D
Angels to fly..
     F#m   E
To fly.. fly..
          C#m
Angels to fly..
            D
To fly.. To fly.. Or angels to die

          F#m                      E
Cos we're just under the upperhand
C#m                          D
 And she don't want to go outside
         F#m
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
E
 Or sells love to another man
C#m                 D
 It's too cold outside
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

Reff :
  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 thing
  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

Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and stay float
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone

Reff :
 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 thing
 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
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

Reff :
  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 thing
  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..
To fly.. fly..
Angels to fly..
To fly.. To fly.. Or angels to die

Cos we're just under the upperhand
And she don't want to go outside
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside

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