conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called The A Team with the following description: Sonically minimalistic and emotive, “The A Team” was Ed’s debut single, which catapulted his career to new heights.
  The song focuses on a girl that Ed spoke to “when [he] did a gig at a homeless shelter.” The girl’s name was Angel, so that’s what inspired the “for angels to fly” lyric.
  Ed, who was homeless for some of his early career, continues to bring attention to homelessness, and raise money for One25 (a charity that helps vulnerable women) and poverty-related charities like Comic Relief.
  
  This song’s chorus was previously used Ed’s “Little Lady”, which featured Mikill Pane performing 3 unique verses. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Verse 1]
  White lips, pale face
  Breathin' in the snowflakes
  Burnt lungs, sour taste
  Light's gone, days end
  Struggling to pay rent
  Long nights, strange men
  [Pre-Chorus]
  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
  [Chorus]
  'Cause we're just under the upper hand
  And go mad for a couple grams
  And she don't wanna 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 [Verse 2]
  Ripped gloves, raincoat
  Tried to swim and stay afloat
  Dry house, wet clothes
  Loose change, banknotes
  Weary-eyed, dry throat
  Call girl, no phone
  [Pre-Chorus]
  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
  [Chorus]
  'Cause we're just under the upper hand
  And go mad for a couple grams
  But she don't wanna 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 [Bridge]
  An angel will die
  Covered in white
  Closed eyes and hopin' for a better life
  This time, we'll fade out tonight
  Straight down the line
  [Pre-Chorus]
  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
  [Chorus]
  And we're all under the upper hand
  And go mad for a couple grams
  And we don't wanna 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 [Outro]
  Angels to fly
  Fly, fly
  For angels to fly
  To fly, to fly
  For angels to die