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

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