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

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