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SUBURBIA – Troye Sivan

Troye Sivan

SUBURBIA lyrics

Language
English
Level
Beginner
Released
2015
Genre
Pop
Length
3:54
  1. The sun sets longer where I am from

  2. Where dreams go to die while having fun

  3. The boys fix their cars and girls eat it up

  4. Loving's so good when love is young

  5. Yeah, there's so much history in these streets

  6. And mama's good eats

  7. Oh Wonder on repeat

  8. So much history in my head

  9. The people I've left, the ones that I've kept

  10. Have you heard me on the radio?

  11. Did you turn it up?

  12. On your blown-out stereo

  13. In suburbia, ah-ah

  14. Could be playing hide-and-seek from home

  15. Can't replace my blood

  16. Yeah, it seems I'm never letting go

  17. Of suburbia, ah-ah, ah, ah

  18. Swallow nostalgia, chase it with lime

  19. Better than dwelling and chasing time

  20. Missing occasions, I can't rewind

  21. Can't help but feel I've lost what's mine

  22. Yeah, there's so much history in these streets

  23. And mama's good eats

  24. Oh Wonder on repeat

  25. So much history in my head

  26. The people I've left, the ones that I've kept

  27. Have you heard me on the radio?

  28. Did you turn it up?

  29. On your blown-out stereo

  30. In suburbia, ah-ah

  31. Could be playing hide-and-seek from home

  32. Can't replace my blood

  33. Yeah, it seems I'm never letting go

  34. Of suburbia, ah-ah, ah, ah

  35. They always say that nothing ever changes

  36. Through the new lines that are on their faces

  37. Yeah, they all say that nothing ever changes

  38. Through the new lines that are on their faces, oh

  39. Oh, there's so much history in these streets

  40. And mama's good eats

  41. Oh Wonder on repeat

  42. So much history in my head

  43. The people I've left, the ones that I've kept

  44. Have you heard me on the radio?

  45. Did you turn it up?

  46. On your blown-out stereo

  47. In suburbia, ah-ah

  48. Could be playing hide-and-seek from home

  49. Can't replace my blood

  50. Yeah, it seems I'm never letting go

  51. Of suburbia, ah-ah, ah, ah

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Key vocabulary

eats
eating foodA1
fun
enjoymentA1
having
owning or possessingA1
head
part you have on topA1
always
every time; continuouslyA1
better
more good; improvedA1
boys
male childrenA1
cars
road vehiclesA1
changes
becomes differentA1
die
stop livingA1

About this song

Troye Sivan is an Australian South African pop singer-songwriter and actor known for his synth-pop releases that foreground LGBTQ themes, alongside acting work including roles in The Idol.

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SUBURBIA

The sun sets longer where I am from

Where dreams go to die while having fun

The boys fix their cars and girls eat it up

Loving's so good when love is young

Yeah, there's so much history in these streets

And mama's good eats

Oh Wonder on repeat

So much history in my head

The people I've left, the ones that I've kept

Have you heard me on the radio?

Did you turn it up?

On your blown-out stereo

In suburbia, ah-ah

Could be playing hide-and-seek from home

Can't replace my blood

Yeah, it seems I'm never letting go

Of suburbia, ah-ah, ah, ah

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

And mama's good eats

Oh Wonder on repeat

So much history in my head

The people I've left, the ones that I've kept

Have you heard me on the radio?

Did you turn it up?

On your blown-out stereo

In suburbia, ah-ah

Could be playing hide-and-seek from home

Can't replace my blood

Yeah, it seems I'm never letting go

Of suburbia, ah-ah, ah, ah

They always say that nothing ever changes

Through the new lines that are on their faces

Yeah, they all say that nothing ever changes

Through the new lines that are on their faces, oh

Oh, there's so much history in these streets

And mama's good eats

Oh Wonder on repeat

So much history in my head

The people I've left, the ones that I've kept

Have you heard me on the radio?

Did you turn it up?

On your blown-out stereo

In suburbia, ah-ah

Could be playing hide-and-seek from home

Can't replace my blood

Yeah, it seems I'm never letting go

Of suburbia, ah-ah, ah, ah