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Boyce Avenue - The A Team chords
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G White lips, pale face, Am Em Breathing in snowflakes, Am G Burnt lungs, sour taste. G Light's gone, day's end, Am Em Struggling to pay rent, Am G Long nights, strange men. Am7 C And they say she's in the Class A Team, G Stuck in her daydream, D Am7 Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems C Slowly sinking, wasting, G Crumbling like pastries, And they scream, D The worst things in life come free to us, Em C Cos we're just under the upperhand, G And go mad for a couple of grams, Em C G And she don't want to go outside tonight, Em C And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, G Or sells love to another man, Em C G It's too cold outside, D For angels to fly, Em C G Angels to fly, G Ripped gloves, raincoat, Am Em Tried to swim and stay afloat, Am G Dry house, wet clothes. G Loose change, bank notes, Am Em Weary-eyed, dry throat, Am G Call girl, no phone. Am7 C And they say she's in the Class A Team, G Stuck in her daydream, D Am7 Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems C Slowly sinking, wasting, G Crumbling like pastries, [ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/b/boyce-avenue/320207.html ] And they scream, D The worst things in life come free to us, Em C Cos we're just under the upperhand, G And go mad for a couple of grams, Em C G And she don't want to go outside tonight, Em C And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, G Or sells love to another man, Em C It's too cold outside, G D For angels to fly, Am7 C An angel will die. G Covered in white, Em Closed eye, C G And hoping for a better life, Am C This time, we'll fade out tonight, G Em Straight down the line. C G Em C G Am7 C And they say she's in the Class A Team, G Stuck in her daydream, D Am7 Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems C Slowly sinking, wasting, G Crumbling like pastries, And they scream, D The worst things in life come free to us, Em C Cos we're all under the upperhand, G And go mad for a couple of grams, Em C G And we don't want to go outside tonight, Em C And in a pipe we flies to the Motherland, G Or sell love to another man, Em C It's too cold outside, G D Em C G For angels to fly, Em C G Angels to fly, Em C G To fly, fly, Em C G Angels to fly, to fly, to fly, C G Angels to die.  |