Suburbia - Troye Sivan
The sunset's longer
Where I am from
Where dreams go to die
While having fun
The boys fix their cars and
Girls heat it up
Love is so good when
The love is young
Yeah, there's so much history in these streets
The mom's who speak,
The words that I repeat
So much history in my head
The people I've left
The ones I love
Have you heard me on the radio, did you turn it up?
Are we blown out the stereo in suburbia? Oh, oh
Could we play,
And be taking home?
Can we play some love?
Yeah, it's easier than letting go of suburbia, Oh, oh, oh, oh
Swallow nostalgia, trace it with wine
The heaven glowing
And chasing time
Missing the playing
I can't rewind
Can't help but feel like
I've lost what's mine
Yeah, there's so much history in these streets
The mom's who speak
The words that I repeat
So much history in my head
The people I've left
The ones I love
Have you heard me on the radio, did you turn it up?
Are we blown out the stereo in suburbia?
Oh, oh
Could we play,
And be taking home?
Can we play some love?
Yeah, it's easier than letting go of suburbia, Oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, they're all the same but nothing ever changes
Through the lines that are their faces
Yeah, they're all the same, but nothing ever changes
Through the lines that are their faces
Yeah, there's so much history in these streets
The mom's who speak
The words that I repeat
So much history in my head
The people I've left
The ones I love
Have you heard me on the radio
Did you turn it up?
Are we blown out the stereo in suburbia?
Oh, oh
Could we play,
And be taking home?
Can we play some love?
Yeah, it's easier than letting go of suburbia, Oh, oh, oh, oh
comments
share this page
