Chords for Bamboo Mañalac - "The A Team" (cover)

[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
[F#m] _ _ _ [D] _ [Am] _ _ _ [A] _
_ White lips, pale face, breathing [E] in the [F#m] snowflakes, burnt [D] lungs,
[A] south chase, _ _ _ lights gone, days end, struggling [E] to [F#m] pay rent,
long [D] nights, [Am] strange men. _
[Bm] And they say she's in the [D] class 18, stuck in [A] her daydream,
been this [E] way since 18, but lately her [Bm] face seems slowly [D] sinking,
wasting, crumbling [A] like pastries, and they scream,
[E] the worst things in life come free to us,
[F#m] cause we're just [D] under the upper hand,
[A] and go mad for a couple grams, [F#m] she don't [D] want to [A] go outside,
_ and [F#m] then the pop, she [D] flies to the motherland,
[A] says love to another man, it's too [D] cold [A] outside,
[E] for angels [F#m] to fly, _ _ _ [A] _ _ angels to fly, _ _ _ _ _ _
_ ripped gloves, raincoat, tried to swim [E] instead [F#m] float,
dry house, [A] wet bed, _ _ _ _ rules change, bank notes,
weary dive, dry [F#m] throat, poor girl, [A] no fun. _ _
[D] And they [Bm] say she's in the class [D] 18, stuck in her [A] daydream,
been this way [E] since 18, but [A] lately [D] her face seems slowly sinking,
wasting, _ crumbling like [A] pastries, and they scream,
[E] the worst things in life come free to us,
cause [F#m] we're just under [D] the upper [A] hand,
and go mad for a couple grams, she don't want to go outside,
tonight, and [F#m] then the pop, she flies to the motherland,
[A] says love to another man, [F#m] it's too cold [A] outside,
_ [E] angels [Bm] fly, angels [D] die,
covered [F#m] in white, _ nose [A] eyes, and hoping for a better life,
oh [Bm] this time, we [A] fade out tonight, straight down the line. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
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And [D] they say she's in the class 18, stuck in [A] her daydream,
been this way since 18, [E] but lately [F#m] her [D] face seems slowly sinking,
wasting, crumbling [A] like pastries, and they [E] scream,
the worst things in life come free to [F#m] us,
cause we're all under [A] the upper hand,
and go mad for a couple grams, we don't want to go outside,
tonight, and then the pop, she flies to the motherland,
says love to another man, it's too cold outside, _
_ angels fly, _ _ _ _ angels die, _ _ _ _
angels fly, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] it's [A] _ _ _
_ a lonely road out there, _ _
[F#m] it's a lonely road [A] out there, _
it's a lonely [D] road [A] out there, _
angels fly, [D] _ angels [F#m] die,
[A] _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _