Ed Sheeran - The city

^Em This city neve^Dr slee^Cps ^Em I hear the people walk by when it's^D late ^{C Em}Sirens bleed through my window sill, I ^Dcan't ^Cclose my eyes ^EmDon't control what I'm in^Dto ^{C Em}This tower is al^Dive ^{C Em}The lights that blind keep me aw^Dake ^{C Em}With my hood up and lace untied,^D sleep^C fills my mind ^EmDon't control what I'm in^Dto ^C

^C* London c^D*alls me a stranger,^Em* a traveller^{G C*} This is ^D*now my home,^G my home ^EmOh, oh,^D I'm burning ^Con the back streets ^EmOh, oh, st^Duck he^Cre sitting in the back seat, ^EmOh, oh, and I'm ^Dblazing on^C the street And ^C*what I do isn't up to you, And if the ^D*city never sleeps then that makes two

^EmThe pavement is my^D frien^Cd ^Em It will take me where I need to ^Dgo ^{C Em}I find it trips me up,^D and p^Cuts me down ^EmThis is not what I’m u^Dsed to^{C Em} The shop across the^D road ^{C Em} Fulfills my needs and gives me c^Dompany^C, when I need it ^EmVoices speak through my walls,^D I don’t think^C I’m gonna make it ^EmPast tomorr^Dow ^C

^C* London c^D*alls me a stranger,^Em* a traveller^{G C*} This is ^D*now my home,^G my home ^EmOh, oh,^D I'm burning ^Con the back streets ^EmOh, oh, st^Duck he^Cre sitting in the back seat, ^EmOh, oh, and I'm ^Dblazing on^C the street And ^C*what I do isn't up to you, And if the ^D*city never sleeps then that makes two

^C* And my lungs hurt^D*, And my ears bled, ^Em* With the sound of the city life,^G echoed in my head ^C* Do I need this,^D* to keep me alive ^GThe traffic stops and starts but I need to move along

^EmI’m from a city where the rain won’t cease Po^Dllution in the air matches ^Cthat on the street The b^Emlack smoke gets you head into a muddle, like ^DWalking into ele^Cphant syringes in the puddle, like ^Em I was a country boy when I moved out ^DGrew up too fast for m^Cy family to find out ^EmNow I try to stop my music running into nosedives ^DCan’t resort to arrogance with ^Cwhite lies ^Em This city won’t erase me But ^DI can’t help to see how this ^Cdark city changed me ^EmIt’s all the same scene, music is my life But^D I try to fight what^Cever I need to hide from ^Em North, South, East, West, London’s my ^Dhome now, knees weak, ^Cbut we never slow down ^EmNow I start to do my music properly And ^Dstay from all the nega^Ctive shit that will follow me

^C* London c^D*alls me a stranger,^Em* a traveller^{G C*} This is ^D*now my home,^G my home ^EmOh, oh,^D I'm burning ^Con the back streets ^EmOh, oh, st^Duck he^Cre sitting in the back seat, ^EmOh, oh, and I'm ^Dblazing on^C the street And ^C*what I do isn't up to you, And if the ^D*city never sleeps then that makes two

^EmOh, oh,^D I'm burning ^Con the back streets ^EmOh, oh, st^Duck he^Cre sitting in the back seat, ^EmOh, oh, and I'm ^Dblazing on^C the street And ^C*what I do isn't up to you, And if the ^D*city never sleeps then that makes two ^Em