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

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