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

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