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The City
ED SHEERAN · İNGİLİZCE
The City
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The City akorları, Ed Sheeran. Bu şarkının gitar akorları Dbm tonunda çalınır. Kullanılan akorlar: Dbm, B, A, E. Aşağıda akorlar ve sözler bir arada; tonu değiştirip çalma modunda kaydırarak çalabilirsin.
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A
C#mThis city neveBr sleeAps
C#mI hear the people walk by when it's Blate A
C#mSirens bleed through my window sill, I Bcan't Aclose my eyes
C#mDon't control what I'm inBto A
C#mThis tower is alBive A
C#mThe lights that blind keep me awBake A
C#mWith my hood up and lace untied, Bsleep Afills my mind
C#mDon't control what I'm inBto A
ALondon Bcalls me a strangeC#mr, a travelEler
AThis is Bnow my homEe, my home
C#mOh, oh, BI'm burning Aon the back streets
C#mOh, oh, stBuck heAre sitting in the back seat,
C#mOh, oh, and I'm Bblazing on Athe street
And Awhat I do isn't up to you,
And if the Bcity never sleeps then that makes two
C#mThe pavement is my BfrienAd
C#mIt will take me where I need to Bgo A
C#mI find it trips me up, Band pAuts me down
C#mThis is not what I’m uBsed to
C#mThe shop across the Broad A
C#mFulfills my needs and gives me cBompanyA, when I need it
C#mVoices speak through my walls, BI don’t think AI’m gonna make it
C#mPast tomorrBow A
ALondon Bcalls me a strangC#mer, a traveEller
AThis is Bnow my homEe, my home
C#mOh, oh, BI'm burning Aon the back streets
C#mOh, oh, stBuck heAre sitting in the back seat,
C#mOh, oh, and I'm Bblazing on Athe street
And Awhat I do isn't up to you,
And if the Bcity never sleeps then that makes two
AAnd my lungs hurBt, And my ears bled,
C#mWith the sound of the city lifeE, echoed in my head
ADo I need thisB, to keep me alive
EThe traffic stops and starts but I need to move along
C#mI’m from a city where the rain won’t cease
PoBllution in the air matches Athat on the street
The bC#mlack smoke gets you head into a muddle, like
BWalking into eleAphant syringes in the puddle, like
C#mI was a country boy when I moved out
BGrew up too fast for mAy family to find out
C#mNow I try to stop my music running into nosedives
BCan’t resort to arrogance with Awhite lies
C#mThis city won’t erase me
But BI can’t help to see how this Adark city changed me
C#mIt’s all the same scene, music is my life
But BI try to fight whatAever I need to hide from
C#mNorth, South, East, West,
London’s my Bhome now, knees weak, Abut we never slow down
C#mNow I start to do my music properly
And Bstay from all the negaAtive shit that will follow me
ALondon Bcalls me a strangeC#mr, a travelEler
AThis is Bnow my homEe, my home
C#mOh, oh, BI'm burning Aon the back streets
C#mOh, oh, stBuck heAre sitting in the back seat,
C#mOh, oh, and I'm Bblazing on Athe street
And Awhat I do isn't up to you,
And if the Bcity never sleeps then that makes two
C#mOh, oh, BI'm burning Aon the back streets
C#mOh, oh, stBuck heAre sitting in the back seat,
C#mOh, oh, and I'm Bblazing on Athe street
And Awhat I do isn't up to you,
And if the Bcity never sleeps then that makes twoC#m
