Текст песни Troye Sivan - Suburbia

Capo on 1st.

The sunset's longer where I  from,
where dreams Go to die while having fun.
The boys fix their cars and girls heat it up.
Loving's so good when love is young.

Yeah, there's so much history in these streets,
Mama's goods eats, "Oh, Wonder!" on repeat.
So much history in my head, 
the people I've left, the ones that I kept.

Have you heard me on the radio, did you turn it up?
On your blown out  stereo, in suburbia, oh, oh.
Could be playing hide and seek from homC? Can't replace my blood.
Yeah, it seems I'm never letting Go of suburbia, oh, oh, oh, oh.

Swallow nostalgia, chase it with lime.
Better than dwelling and chasing time,
missing occasions, I can't rewind.
Can't help but feel I've lost what's mine.

Yeah, there's so much history in these streets,
Mama's goods eats, "Oh, Wonder!" on repeat.
So much history in my head, 
the people I've left, the ones that I kept.

Have you heard me on the radio, did you turn it up?
On your blown out  stereo, in suburbia, oh, oh.
Could be playing hide and seek from homC? Can't replace my blood.
Yeah, it seems I'm never letting Go of suburbia, oh, oh, oh, oh.

Yeah, they all say that nothing ever changes
through the lines that are their faces.
Yeah, they all say, that nothing ever changes
through the lines that are their faces, oh

Yeah, there's so much history in these streets,
Mama's goods eats, "Oh, Wonder!" on repeat.
So much history in my head, 
the people I've left, the ones that I kept.

Have you heard me on the radio, did you turn it up?
On your blown out  stereo, in suburbia, oh, oh.
Could be playing hide and seek from homC? Can't replace my blood.
Yeah, it seems I'm never letting Go of suburbia, oh, oh, oh, oh.

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