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Chords and lyrics for The City by Ed Sheeran
Em
This city nev
D
er
sle
C
eps
Em
I hear the people walk by when it’
D
s
late
C
Em
Sirens bleed through my window sill, I
D
can’t
C
close my eyes
Em
Don’t control what I’m i
D
nto
C
Em
This tower is a
D
live
C
Em
The lights that blind keep me a
D
wake
C
Em
With my hood up and lace untied
D
,
slee
C
p fills my mind
Em
Don’t control what I’m i
D
nto
C
London calls me a stranger, a traveller
G
This is now my home,
G
my
home
Em
Oh,
oh
D
, I’m burning
C
on the back streets
Em
Oh, oh, s
D
tuck
h
C
ere sitting in the back seat,
Em
Oh, oh, and I’m
D
blazing
o
C
n the street
Em
The pavement is m
D
y
frie
C
nd
Em
It will take me where I need to
D
go
C
Em
I find it trips me up
D
, and
C
puts me down
Em
This is not what I’m
D
used
t
C
o
Em
The shop across th
D
e
road
C
Em
Fulfills my needs and gives me
D
compan
C
y, when I need it
Em
Voices speak through my walls
D
, I don’t thin
C
k I’m gonna make it
Em
Past
tomor
D
row
C
London calls me a stranger, a traveller
G
This is now my home,
G
my
home
Em
Oh,
oh
D
, I’m burning
C
on the back streets
Em
Oh, oh, s
D
tuck
h
C
ere sitting in the back seat,
Em
Oh, oh, and I’m
D
blazing
o
C
n the street
With the sound of the city life,
G
echoed in my head
G
The traffic stops and starts but I need to move along
Em
I’m from a city where the rain won’t cease
D
Pollution in the air matche
C
s that on the street
Em
The black smoke gets you head into a muddle, like
D
Walking into ele
C
phant syringes in the puddle, like
Em
I was a country boy when I moved out
D
Grew up too fast for m
C
y family to find out
Em
Now I try to stop my music running into nosedives
D
Can’t resort to arrogance with
C
white
lies
Em
This city won’t erase me
D
But I can’t help to see how t
C
his dark city changed me
Em
It’s all the same scene, music is my life
D
But I try to fight w
C
hatever I need to hide from
Em
North, South, East, West,
D
London’s my home now,
C
knees weak, but we never slow down
Em
Now I start to do my music properly
D
And stay from all the
C
negative shit that will follow me
London calls me a stranger, a traveller
G
This is now my home,
G
my
home
Em
Oh,
oh
D
, I’m burning
C
on the back streets
Em
Oh, oh, s
D
tuck
h
C
ere sitting in the back seat,
Em
Oh, oh, and I’m
D
blazing
o
C
n the street
Em
Oh,
oh
D
, I’m burning
C
on the back streets
Em
Oh, oh, s
D
tuck
h
C
ere sitting in the back seat,
Em
Oh, oh, and I’m
D
blazing
o
C
n the street
And if the city never sleeps then that
Em
makes
two