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Ed Sheeran( Edward Christopher Sheeran )



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Ed Sheeran( Edward Christopher Sheeran )

The City

The city never sleeps,

I hear the people walk by when it's late,

Sirens beat through my window sill,

I can't close my eyes,

Don't control what I'm into.,


This town is alive,

With lights that blind keep me awake,

With my hood up, and lace untied,

The street fills my mind,

Don't control what I'm into.,


London calls me a stranger,

A traveller Ohoohohh,

This is now my home, My home,

Oh Woah,
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Burning on the back street,

Oh Woah,

Stuck here, sitting in the back seat,

Oh Woah,

And I'm blazing on the street,

What I do isn't upto you,

And if the city never sleeps then that makes two.,


The pavement is my friend,

It'll take me where I need to go,

If I find it trips me up,

And puts me down,

This is not what I'm used to.,


[Verse]
The shop across the road,

It fills my needs and keeps me company,

When I need it,

Voices beat through my walls,

I don't think I'm gonna make it,

Past to-mor-roow.,


London calls me a stranger,

A traveller Ohoohohh,

This is now my home, My home,

Oh Woah,

Burning on the back street,

Oh Woah,

Stuck here, sitting in the back seat,

Oh Woah,

And I'm blazing on the street,

What I do isn't upto you,


And if the city never sleeps then that makes two.,


And my lungs hurt,

And my ears bled,

With the sounds of the city life,

Echoed in my head,

Do I need this, To keep me alive?

The traffic stops and starts but I,

Need to move along


Im from a city where the rain won't cease

Pollution in the air matches that on the street

The black smoke gets your head in a muddle, like

Walking into elephants syringes in the puddle, like

I was a country boy when I moved out

Grew up to 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 cant 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 away from the negitave s**t that will follow me


London calls me a stranger,

This is now my home, Home,


Oh Woah,

Burning on the back street,

Oh Woah,

Stuck here, sitting in the back seat,

Oh Woah,

And I'm blazing on the street,

What I do isn't up to you,

And if the city never sleeps then that makes two.


Oh Woah,

Burning on the back street,

Oh Woah,

Stuck here, sitting in the back seat,

Oh Woah,

And I'm blazing on the street,

What I do isn't up to you,

And if the city never sleeps then that makes two