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

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