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Ed Sheeran - The City - Lyrics

The City
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran - The City

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 This city never sleeps

 I hear the people walk by when it's late

Sirens bleed through my window sill, I can't close my eyes

Don't control what I'm into

This tower is alive

The lights that blind keep me awake

With my hood up and lace untied, sleep fills my mind

Don't control what I'm into

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   London calls me a stranger, a traveller

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   This is now my home, my home

Oh, oh, I'm burning on the back streets

Oh, oh, stuck here sitting in the back seat,

Oh, oh, and I'm blazing on the street

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And what I do isn't up to you, 

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And if the city never sleeps then that makes two

The pavement is my friend

  It will take me where I need to go

I find it trips me up, and puts me down

This is not what I'm used to

  The shop across the road

   Fulfills my needs and gives me company, when I need it

Voices speak through my walls, I don't think I'm gonna make it

Past tomorrow

*         *                 *         
   London calls me a stranger, a traveller

*         *          
   This is now my home, my home

Oh, oh, I'm burning on the back streets

Oh, oh, stuck here sitting in the back seat,

Oh, oh, and I'm blazing on the street

    *
And what I do isn't up to you, 

           *
And if the city never sleeps then that makes two

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   And my lungs hurt, And my ears bled,

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  With the sound of the city life, echoed in my head

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  Do I need this, to keep me alive

The traffic stops and starts but I need to move along

I'm from a city where the rain won't cease

Pollution in the air matches that on the street

The black smoke gets you head into a muddle, like

Walking into elephant syringes in the puddle, like

  I was a country boy when I moved out

Grew up too fast for my family to find out

Now I try to stop my music running into nosedives

Can't resort to arrogance with white lies

  This city won't erase me

But I can't help to see how this dark city changed me

It's all the same scene, music is my life

But I try to fight whatever I need to hide from

  North, South, East, West, 

London's my home now, knees weak, but we never slow down

Now I start to do my music properly

And stay from all the negative shit that will follow me

*         *                 *         
   London calls me a stranger, a traveller

*         *          
   This is now my home, my home

Oh, oh, I'm burning on the back streets

Oh, oh, stuck here sitting in the back seat,

Oh, oh, and I'm blazing on the street

    *
And what I do isn't up to you, 

           *
And if the city never sleeps then that makes two

Oh, oh, I'm burning on the back streets

Oh, oh, stuck here sitting in the back seat,

Oh, oh, and I'm blazing on the street

    *
And what I do isn't up to you, 

           *                                     
And if the city never sleeps then that makes two
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