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

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