Luyện nghe bài hát The a Team (Ed Sheeran Cover)

White lips, face
in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, taste
Light's gone, end
Struggling to pay
nights, strange men

And say
She's in the Class A
in her daydream
Been way since 18
But lately her seems
sinking, wasting
Crumbling pastries
And scream
The things in life come free to us
Cause we're just under the hand
And go mad for a couple of
And she want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she to the Motherland
Or sells to another man
It's too cold
For to fly
to fly

Ripped gloves,
Tried to swim and afloat
Dry house, wet
change, bank notes
Weary-eyed, dry
girl, no phone

And say
She's in the A Team
in her daydream
Been this way 18
But lately her face
Slowly sinking,
Crumbling like
And they
The worst things in come free to us
Cause we're just the upper hand
And go mad for a couple of
And she don't to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she to the Motherland
Or sells love to man
It's too cold
For to fly
An angel die
Covered in
eye
And hoping for a better
This time, fade out tonight
Straight the line

And say
She's in the Class A
in her daydream
Been this way 18
But lately her face
Slowly sinking,
Crumbling pastries
They
The things in life come free to us
And all under the upper hand
Go mad for a of grams
And we don't to go outside tonight
And in a pipe we fly to the
Or love to another man
It's too outside
For to fly
to fly
Fly, fly
For to fly
To fly, to fly
Or to die