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

 White  pale face
  in snowflakes
 Burnt lungs,  taste
 Light's gone,  end
 Struggling to pay 
 Long nights,  men
 
  they say
 She's in the Class  Team
 Stuck  her daydream
 Been this  since 18
  lately her face seems
 Slowly sinking, 
 Crumbling like 
 
  they scream
 The  things in life come free to us
  we're just under the upperhand
 And go mad for a couple  grams
 And she don't want to  outside tonight
 And in a pipe she flies to  Motherland
 Or sells  to another man
 It's  cold outside
 For angels to 
 Angels to 
 
 Ripped gloves, 
 Tried to swim  stay afloat
 Dry  wet clothes
 Loose change,  notes
  dry throat
 Call girl,  phone
 
 And  say
 She's in the  A Team
 Stuck  her daydream
 Been this way  18
 But lately her  seems
  sinking, wasting
  like pastries
 
  they scream
 The worst things in life come free  us
  we're just under the upperhand
  go mad for a couple of grams
 But  don't want to go outside tonight
  in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
 Or sells love to another 
  too cold outside
 For  to fly
 Angels  fly
 An angel  die
  in white
 Closed eye
  hoping for a better life
 This time, we'll  out tonight
  down the line
 
 And  say
 She's in  Class A Team
  in her daydream
  this way since 18
 But lately  face seems
  sinking, wasting
 Crumbling like 
 They scream
 The  things in life come free to us
 And  all under the upperhand
 Go mad for  couple of grams
 And  don't want to go outside tonight
 And in a pipe we fly to  Motherland
 Or sell love to another 
 It's too 
 For angels to 
  to fly
 To fly, 
 Angels to fly, to fly,  fly
 Angels  die