Luyện nghe bài hát A Team

White lips, pale
in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, taste

gone, day's end
Struggling to pay
nights, strange men

And say
She's in the Class A
Stuck in her
Been this way since
But lately her seems
sinking, wasting
Crumbling like
And scream
The worst things in life come to us
Cause just under the upper hand
And go mad for a grams
And she don't want to go tonight
And in a she flies to the Motherland
And love to another man
too cold outside
For to fly
to fly

Ripped gloves, rain
Tried to swim and stay
Dry house, wet

Loose change, bank
Weary-eyed, dry
Call girl, no

And say
in the class A Team
Stuck in her
this way since eighteen
But lately,
her seems
Slowly sinking,
like pastries
And they
The worst things in life free to us
we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a grams
And she want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she to the Motherland
And sells to another man
It's too cold
For to fly

An will die
in white
Closed
And for a better life
This time, fade out tonight
Straight the line

And say
She's in the Class A
in her daydream
Been this way since
But lately her face
Slowly sinking,
like pastries
They
The worst things in come to free us
And all under the upper hand
Go mad for a grams
And we don't to go outside tonight
And in a we fly to the Motherland
And sell to another man
It's too outside
For to fly
to fly
To fly, fly
For to fly, to fly, to fly
Or to die