🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The A Team - Ed Sheeran

 White lips,  face
 Breathing  snowflakes
 Burnt lungs, sour 
 Light's  day's end
 Struggling to  rent
 Long nights, strange 
 
 And  say
 She's in the Class A 
  in her daydream
 Been this way since 
 But lately  face seems
 Slowly  wasting
 Crumbling  pastries
 
  they scream
 The worst things in life come free to 
 Cos we're just  the upperhand
 And go mad  a couple of grams
 And  don't want to go outside tonight
 And in a pipe  flies to the Motherland
 Or sells love  another man
  too cold outside
 For angels to 
 Angels  die
 
 Ripped  raincoat
  to swim and stay afloat
 Dry house,  clothes
  change, bank notes
 Weary-eyed,  throat
 Call  no phone
 
  they say
 She's in the  A Team
 Stuck in her 
 Been this way  18
 But  her face seems
 Slowly sinking, 
  like pastries
 
  they scream
 The worst things in life come free  us
  we're just under the upperhand
 And go mad for  couple of grams
 But she  want to go outside tonight
 And  a pipe she flies to the Motherland
 Or  love to another man
  too cold outside
  angels to fly
  to fly
  angel will die
  in white
 Closed eye
  hoping for a better life
 This time, we'll fade  tonight
 Straight  the line
 
  they say
 She's in  Class A Team
 Stuck  her daydream
 Been  way since 18
 But lately her face 
 Slowly  wasting
 Crumbling like 
 They scream
 The worst things in life come free  us
 And we're all under the 
 Go mad  a couple of grams
 And  don't want to go outside tonight
 And in a pipe  fly to the Motherland
  sell love to another man
  too cold
  angels to fly
 Angels  fly
 To fly, 
 Angels to fly,  fly, to fly
 Angels  die