Chester See - The a team
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hey guys, i really wanted to know how to play this song by chester but i couldn't
find any tab of it so i thought of making it on my own,its definitely not right
but it is kinda close
intro A
WhAite lips, paleA face
BrAeathing in snDowflaEkes
BuArnt lungs, sourA taste
LigAht's gone, day'As end
StrAuggling to pDay reEnt
LonAg nights, straAnge men
ABmnd they say
ShBme's in the Class AD Tea
Stuck in her daAydream
BeeAn this way since eigEhteen
ButA lately her facDe seems
SloAwly sinking, wastiDng
Crumbling like pasAtries
And thAey scream
The woErst things in life come frEee to us
Cause weBm're just under the uppDer hand
And go Amad for a couple Egrams
And she don't waDnt to go outside toniAght
And in a pBmipe she flies to the MothAerland
Or selGls love to anotAher man
It's too cGold outAside
ForA angels to fEly
OODOOOooooAooOOOoooooEooooooo
CONTINUE THE SAME WAY
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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
Cause we're just under the upper hand
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
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
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
And we're all under the upper hand
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
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
To fly, fly
For angels to fly, to fly, to fly
Or angels to die