The City

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 This city never sleeps

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 I hear the people walk by when it's late

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

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Don't control what I'm into

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This tower is alive

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The lights that blind keep me awake

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With my hood up and lace untied, sleep fills my mind

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Don't control what I'm into

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   London calls me a stranger, a traveller

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   This is now my home, my home

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Oh, oh, I'm burning on the back streets

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Oh, oh, stuck here sitting in the back seat,

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Oh, oh, and I'm blazing on the street

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And what I do isn't up to you,

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And if the city never sleeps then that makes two

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The pavement is my friend

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  It will take me where I need to go

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I find it trips me up, and puts me down

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This is not what I’m used to

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  The shop across the road

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

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

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Past tomorrow

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   London calls me a stranger, a traveller

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   This is now my home, my home

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Oh, oh, I'm burning on the back streets

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Oh, oh, stuck here sitting in the back seat,

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Oh, oh, and I'm blazing on the street

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And what I do isn't up to you,

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And if the city never sleeps then that makes two

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   And my lungs hurt, And my ears bled,

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

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  Do I need this, to keep me alive

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The traffic stops and starts but I need to move along

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

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Pollution in the air matches that on the street

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The black smoke gets you head into a muddle, like

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Walking into elephant syringes in the puddle, like

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  I was a country boy when I moved out

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Grew up too fast for my family to find out

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Now I try to stop my music running into nosedives

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Can’t resort to arrogance with white lies

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  This city won’t erase me

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

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

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But I try to fight whatever I need to hide from

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  North, South, East, West,

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

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Now I start to do my music properly

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And stay from all the negative shit that will follow me

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   London calls me a stranger, a traveller

A         B          E
   This is now my home, my home

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Oh, oh, I'm burning on the back streets

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Oh, oh, stuck here sitting in the back seat,

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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,

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And if the city never sleeps then that makes two