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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

Kết quả (Anh) 1:

The sunset's longerWhere I am fromWhere dreams go to dieWhile having funThe boys fix their cars andGirls heat it upLove is so good whenThe love is youngYeah, there's so much history in these streetsThe mom's who speak,The words that I repeatSo much history in my headThe people I've leftThe ones I loveHave you heard me on the radio, did you turn it up?Are we blown out the stereo in suburbia? Oh, ohCould we play,And be taking home?Can we play some love?Yeah, it's easier than letting go of suburbia, Oh, oh, oh, ohSwallow nostalgia, trace it with wineThe glowing heavenAnd chasing timeMissing the playingI can't rewindCan't help but feel likeI've lost what's mineYeah, there's so much history in these streetsThe mom's who speakThe words that I repeatSo much history in my headThe people I've leftThe ones I loveHave you heard me on the radio, did you turn it up?Are we blown out the stereo in suburbia?Oh, ohCould we play,And be taking home?Can we play some love?Yeah, it's easier than letting go of suburbia, Oh, oh, oh, ohYeah, they're all the same but nothing ever changesThrough the lines that are their facesYeah, they're all the same, but nothing ever changesThrough the lines that are their facesYeah, there's so much history in these streetsThe mom's who speakThe words that I repeatSo much history in my headThe people I've leftThe ones I loveHave you heard me on the radioDid you turn it up?Are we blown out the stereo in suburbia?Oh, ohCould we play,And be taking home?Can we play some love?Yeah, it's easier than letting go of suburbia, Oh, oh, oh, oh

Kết quả (Anh) 2:

The sunset's longer
Where I am from
Where dreams go to die
While having fun
The boys fix có Cars and
Girls heat it up
Love is so good khi
The love is young
Yeah, there's so much history In These streets
The mom's who speak,
The words That I repeat
in my head So much history
The People I've left
The Ones I Love
Have You Heard me on the radio, did you turn it up?
Are chúng blown out the stereo print suburbia? Oh, oh
Could chúng play,
And be taking home?
can we play some love?
Yeah, it's Easier coal 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 not rewind
Can not 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
in my head So much history
The People I've left
The Ones I Love
Have You Heard me on the radio, did you turn it up?
Are chúng blown out the stereo print suburbia?
Oh, oh
Could chúng play,
And be taking home?
can we play some love?
Yeah, it's Easier coal Letting go of suburbia, Oh, oh, oh, oh
yeah, they're all the same but nothing changes Ever
Through the lines được có faces
Yeah, they're all the same, but nothing changes Ever
Through the lines được có 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 chúng blown print out the stereo suburbia?
Oh, oh
Could chúng play,
And be taking home?
can we play some love?
Yeah, it's Easier coal Letting go of suburbia, Oh, oh, oh, oh