Lawson - The A Team lyrics

rate me

And they say

She's in the class A team

Stuck in her daydream

Been this way since eighteen

But lately her fate 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

Don't melt for a couple grams

And she don't want to go outside, tonight

And in a pipe she flies to the motherland

Sells love to another man

It's too cold outside

For angels to fly

For angels to fly

And they say

She's in the class A team

Stuck in her daydream

Been this way since eighteen

But lately her fate 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

Don't melt for a couple grams

And she don't want to go outside, tonight

And in a pipe she flies to the motherland

Sells love to another man

It's too cold outside

For angels to fly, to fly, to fly

And we're just under the upper hand

Don't melt 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

For angels to fly,

For angels to fly, to fly

Angels to fly.