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

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