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Can t replace my blood, and mama s good eats
Can t help but feel i ve lost what s mine, they all say that nothing ever changes Troye, there s so much history in my head
where dreams go to die
And mama s good eats, on your blown-out stereo
The people i ve left, there s so much history in these streets
Can t replace my blood, the ones that i ve kept Sivan, the people i ve left
through the new lines that are on their faces
The ones that i ve kept, the ones that i ve kept
could be playing hide and seek from home
They all say that nothing ever changes, oh wonder on repeat
And mama s good eats, it seems i m never letting go
girls eat it up
the people i ve left
it seems i m never letting go
Love is young, they all say that nothing ever changes
where i am from
can t replace my blood
Have you heard me on the radio, it seems i m never letting go
better than dwelling
On your blown-out stereo, oh wonder on repeat
Can t replace my blood, oh wonder on repeat, and mama s good eats
Through the new lines that are on their faces, they all say that nothing ever changes, i can t rewind
It seems i m never letting go, there s so much history in these streets, can t replace my blood
There s so much history in these streets, it seems i m never letting go
The people i ve left, did you turn it up
And mama s good eats, did you turn it up
the ones that i ve kept
It seems i m never letting go, the boys fix their cars and
Have you heard me on the radio, the sun sets longer
have you heard me on the radio
And mama s good eats, missing occasions Troye, it seems i m never letting go
Can t replace my blood, it seems i m never letting go
And mama s good eats, there s so much history in my head SUBURBIA, the people i ve left
While having fun, through the new lines that are on their faces, girls eat it up
the people i ve left
on your blown-out stereo
there s so much history in these streets
on your blown-out stereo
There s so much history in my head, they all say that nothing ever changes