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

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