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 I�m 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 don�t think I�m 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,
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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
I�m from a city where the rain won�t 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
Can�t resort to arrogance with white lies
Em
This city won�t erase me
D C
But I can�t help to see how this dark city changed me
Em
It�s 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
London�s 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
