متن آهنگ The City از Ed Sheeran

متن آهنگ The City از Ed Sheeran

And this city never sleeps I hear the people walk by when it's late Sirens bleed through my windowsill I can't close my eyes Don't control what I'm into And this tower is alive The lights that blind keep me awake With my hood up and lace untied And sleep fills my mind Don't control what I'm into London calls me a stranger A traveler, oh oh, oh This is now my home, my home Oh oh, I'm burning on the back street Oh oh, stuck here sitting in the backseat Oh oh, and I'm blazing on the street What I do is not up to you 'Cause if the city never sleeps Then that makes two, yeah The pavement is my friend Hey, and it will take me where I need to go 'Cause I find it trips me up And puts me down This is not what I'm used to And the shop across the road Fulfills my needs and gives me company When I need it Voices speak through my walls And I, I don't think I'm gonna make it Past tomorrow Oh, London calls me a stranger A traveler Oh oh, oh, oh oh And this is now my home, my home Oh oh, I'm burning on the back street Oh oh, stuck here sitting in the backseat Oh oh, and I'm blazing on the street What I do is not up to you 'Cause if the city never sleeps Then that makes two And my lungs hurt And my ears bled With the sound 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 I'm from a city where the rain won't cease Pollution in the air matches that on the street 'Cause the black smoke Gets your head into a muddle like Walking into Elephant Syringes in a puddle like I was a country boy when I moved out Grew up too fast for my family to find out Now I try to stop my music running into nose dives Can't resort to arrogance With white lines, no And this city won't erase me But I can't help to see just How this dark city changed me It's all the same see 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 all the negative shit That will follow me London calls me a stranger Whoa, oh oh This is not my home now, my home Oh oh, I'm burning on the back street Oh oh, stuck here sitting in the backseat Oh oh, and I'm blazing on the street What I do is not up to you 'Cause if the city never sleeps Then that makes two Oh oh, I'm burning on the back street Oh oh, stuck here sitting in the backseat Oh oh, and I'm blazing on the street What I do is not up to you 'Cause if the city never sleeps Then that makes two