SUBURBIA
Troye Sivan Lyrics
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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
And mama's good eats
And wonder on repeat
There's soo 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?
Could be playing hide and seek from home
Can't replace my blood
Yeah, it seems I'm never letting go
Of suburbia
Swallow nostalgia, chase it with lime
Better than dwelling
And chasing time
Missing occasions
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
And mama's good eats
And wonder on repeat
There's soo 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?
Could be playing hide and seek from home
Can't replace my blood
Yeah, it seems I'm never letting go
Of suburbia
Yeah, they're all the same but nothing ever changes
Through the new lines that are on their faces
Yeah, they're all the same that nothing ever changes
Through the new lines that are on their faces oh
There's so much history in these streets
And mama's good eats
And wonder on repeat
There's soo 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?
Could be playing hide and seek from home
Can't replace my blood
Yeah, it seems I'm never letting go
Of suburbia, oh oh oh oh
In the song "Suburbia," Troye Sivan paints a picture of a place where nothing seems to change. The song starts with the observation that the sunsets in Suburbia seem longer compared to other places, but this is contrasted with a place where dreams go to die. While there is a certain amount of nostalgia in the lyrics, they suggest an underlying dichotomy between the comfort of the past and the sense of loss that comes with changes.
The chorus of the song speaks to this sense of loss, with the lyrics "Have you heard me on the radio, did you turn it up? On your blown-out stereo in suburbia? Could be playing hide and seek from home, can't replace my blood. Yeah, it seems I'm never letting go of Suburbia." These lyrics suggest that the singer of the song can't escape the memories of their past, even as they try to move on with their life.
In the second verse, the lyrics speak to the idea that dwelling on the past isn't always healthy, but that it's difficult to let go of something that was once so important. Troye sings "swallow nostalgia, chase it with lime. Better than dwelling and chasing time. Missing occasions, I can't rewind. Can't help but feel like I've lost what's mine." This verse suggests that the singer is trying to find a balance between honoring their past and moving forward.
Overall, the song "Suburbia" seems to be about the nostalgia we feel for places we grew up in, and the parts of ourselves that we left behind as we grew up and moved on with our lives. While there's a certain amount of comfort in the familiarity of the past, there's also a certain amount of sadness that comes with knowing we can't go back to the way things were.
Line by Line Meaning
The sunset's longer
The sunsets seem longer in the suburbia
Where I am from
Referring to the suburbia where the singer is originally from
Where dreams go to die
The suburbia is the place where dreams and aspirations tend to remain unfulfilled
While having fun
Despite appearing to have fun, the true reality is that people are not truly happy in the suburbia
The boys fix their cars and
Male residents of the suburbia spend their time on maintaining and enhancing their cars
Girls heat it up
Female residents of the suburbia tend to engage in activities that keep them busy and entertained
Love is so good when
The idea of love appears good in theory
The love is young
Love is idealized when it is in its initial stages
Yeah, there's so much history in these streets
The suburbia is steeped in history, even though it seems mundane
And mama's good eats
Homemade food is one of the few highlights in the suburbia
And wonder on repeat
The suburbia is mundane, but the residents find things to keep themselves entertained
There's soo much history in my head
The singer has many memories of the suburbia stored in his mind
The people I've left
The singer has moved on from his childhood friends and acquaintances in the suburbia
The ones that I've kept
The singer still has fond memories of some of the people from his past in the suburbia
Have you heard me on the radio, did you turn it up?
The singer is questioning if his listeners have heard his music on the radio
On your blown-out stereo in suburbia?
The listeners may be listening to his music on an old or damaged stereo system in the suburbia
Could be playing hide and seek from home
The listener may be using the music as a form of escapism from the boredom of suburbia
Can't replace my blood
The suburbia still holds a special place in the singer's heart despite moving on from it
Yeah, it seems I'm never letting go
The singer is finding it hard to move on from the memories of suburbia
Of suburbia
The singer is referring to the suburbia where he is from
Swallow nostalgia, chase it with lime
The singer advises against dwelling in nostalgia, instead suggesting to balance it out with new experiences
Better than dwelling
The singer believes that new experiences and memories are better than dwelling in the past
And chasing time
The singer believes that constantly chasing time often leads to regret
Missing occasions
The singer regrets missing opportunities and events in the past
I can't rewind
The singer acknowledges that he cannot go back in time to change the past
Can't help but feel like I've lost what's mine
The singer feels like he has lost a part of his identity in moving on from the suburbia
Yeah, they're all the same but nothing ever changes
The singer feels that even though people and things in the suburbia remain the same, nothing ever progresses or improves
Through the new lines that are on their faces
The only visible changes are the wrinkles and aging of the residents' faces
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: BRETT MCLAUGHLIN, BRAM INSCORE, TROYE SIVAN, ALEXANDRA HUGHES
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