The City Akorları

Dbm B A 

Dbm            B     A 
 This city never sleeps 

Dbm                                 B     A 
 I hear the people walk by when it's late 

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

Dbm                      B     A 
Don't control what I'm into 

Dbm             B     A 
This tower is alive 

Dbm                             B     A 
The lights that blind keep me awake 

Dbm                             B     A 
With my hood up and lace untied, sleep fills my mind 

Dbm                      B     A 
Don't control what I'm into 

A         B                 Dbm        E 
   London calls me a stranger, a traveller 

A         B          E 
   This is now my home, my home 

Dbm    B            A 
Oh, oh, I'm burning on the back streets 

Dbm       B     A 
Oh, oh, stuck here sitting in the back seat, 

Dbm             B         A 
Oh, oh, and I'm blazing on the street 

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

           B 
And if the city never sleeps then that makes two 

Dbm               B     A 
The pavement is my friend 

Dbm                               B     A 
  It will take me where I need to go 

Dbm                   B     A 
I find it trips me up, and puts me down 

Dbm                   B     A 
This is not what I’m used to 

Dbm                  B     A 
  The shop across the road 

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

Dbm                           B             A 
Voices speak through my walls, I don’t think I’m gonna make it 

Dbm        B     A 
Past tomorrow 

A         B                Dbm        E 
   London calls me a stranger, a traveller 

A         B          E 
   This is now my home, my home 

Dbm    B            A 
Oh, oh, I'm burning on the back streets 

Dbm       B     A 
Oh, oh, stuck here sitting in the back seat, 

Dbm             B         A 
Oh, oh, and I'm blazing on the street 

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

           B 
And if the city never sleeps then that makes two 

A                  B                  
   And my lungs hurt, And my ears bled, 

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

A               B           
  Do I need this, to keep me alive 

E 
The traffic stops and starts but I need to move along 

Dbm
I’m from a city where the rain won’t cease 

  B                          A 
Pollution in the air matches that on the street 

     Dbm
The black smoke gets you head into a muddle, like 

B               A 
Walking into elephant syringes in the puddle, like 

Dbm
  I was a country boy when I moved out 

B                     A 
Grew up too fast for my family to find out 

Dbm
Now I try to stop my music running into nosedives 

B                              A 
Can’t resort to arrogance with white lies 

Dbm
  This city won’t erase me 

    B                            A 
But I can’t help to see how this dark city changed me 

Dbm
It’s all the same scene, music is my life 

   B                   A 
But I try to fight whatever I need to hide from 

Dbm
  North, South, East, West,  

            B                     A 
London’s my home now, knees weak, but we never slow down 

Dbm
Now I start to do my music properly 

    B                     A 
And stay from all the negative shit that will follow me 

A         B                 Dbm        E 
   London calls me a stranger, a traveller 

A         B          E 
   This is now my home, my home 

Dbm    B            A 
Oh, oh, I'm burning on the back streets 

Dbm       B     A 
Oh, oh, stuck here sitting in the back seat, 

Dbm             B         A 
Oh, oh, and I'm blazing on the street 

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

           B 
And if the city never sleeps then that makes two 

Dbm    B            A 
Oh, oh, I'm burning on the back streets 

Dbm       B     A 
Oh, oh, stuck here sitting in the back seat, 

Dbm             B         A 
Oh, oh, and I'm blazing on the street 

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

           B                                     Dbm
And if the city never sleeps then that makes two