Ed Sheeran - The City

ed sheeran – the city

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chord diagrams
Em 7 – 7 – 9 – 9 – 8 – 7
D 5 – 5 – 7 – 7 – 7 – 5
C 3 – 3 – 5 – 5 – 5 – 3
C * 0 – 3 – 2 – 0 – 1 – 3
D * 0 – 5 – 4 – 0 – 2 – 5
Em * 7 – 7 – 5 – 0 – 0 – 7
G 3 – 5 – 5 – 4 – 3 – 3

Em D C

Em D C
this city never sleeps

Em D C
i hear the people walk by when it’s late

Em D C
sirens bleed through my window sill , i can’t close my eyes

Em D C
don’t control what i’m into

Em D C
this tower is alive

Em D C
the lights that blind keep me awake

Em D C
with my hood up and lace untied , sleep fills my mind

Em D C
don’t control what i’m into

C * D * Em * G
london calls me a stranger , a traveller

C * D * G
this is now my home , my home

Em D C
oh , oh , i’m burning on the back streets

Em D C
oh , oh , stuck here sitting in the back seat ,

Em D C
oh , oh , and i’m blazing on the street

C *
and what i do isn’t up to you ,

D *
and if the city never sleeps then that makes two

Em D C
the pavement is my friend

Em D C
it will take me where i need to go

Em D C
i find it trips me up , and puts me down

Em D C
this is not what im used to

Em D C
the shop across the road

Em D C
fulfills my needs and gives me company , when i need it

Em D C
voices speak through my walls , i dont think im gonna make it

Em D C
past tomorrow

C * D * Em * G
london calls me a stranger , a traveller

C * D * G
this is now my home , my home

Em D C
oh , oh , i’m burning on the back streets

Em D C
oh , oh , stuck here sitting in the back seat ,

Em D C
oh , oh , and i’m blazing on the street

C *
and what i do isn’t up to you ,

D *
and if the city never sleeps then that makes two

C * D *
and my lungs hurt , and my ears bled ,

Em * G
with the sound of the city life , echoed in my head

C * D *
do i need this , to keep me alive

G
the traffic stops and starts but i need to move along

Em
im from a city where the rain wont cease

D C
pollution in the air matches that on the street

Em
the black smoke gets you head into a muddle , like

D C
walking into elephant syringes in the puddle , like

Em
i was a country boy when i moved out

D C
grew up too fast for my family to find out

Em
now i try to stop my music running into nosedives

D C
cant resort to arrogance with white lies

Em
this city wont erase me

D C
but i cant help to see how this dark city changed me

Em
its all the same scene , music is my life

D C
but i try to fight whatever i need to hide from

Em
north , south , east , west ,

D C
londons my home now , knees weak , but we never slow down

Em
now i start to do my music properly

D C
and stay from all the negative shit that will follow me

C * D * Em * G
london calls me a stranger , a traveller

C * D * G
this is now my home , my home

Em D C
oh , oh , i’m burning on the back streets

Em D C
oh , oh , stuck here sitting in the back seat ,

Em D C
oh , oh , and i’m blazing on the street

C *
and what i do isn’t up to you ,

D *
and if the city never sleeps then that makes two

Em D C
oh , oh , i’m burning on the back streets

Em D C
oh , oh , stuck here sitting in the back seat ,

Em D C
oh , oh , and i’m blazing on the street

C *
and what i do isn’t up to you ,

D * Em
and if the city never sleeps then that makes two