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burbs - synthi ribell lyrics

[intro]
mmmmm
aa*aa*a
mmmmm
aa*aa*a

[verse 1]
my hood looks like a movie set, everything’s so fine
pretty little boxes, growin’ in a perfect line
next door there’s a k*pop star, the “k” is for his key
no one knows him, uh… as me

[pre*chorus]
and the sweet insta*family, swearin’ at the sprinkler
(oh my, oh my)
then there’s karen in her lululemons, lookin’ like ain’t right
(stop! don’t bite)

[chorus]
yeah, we got accountants with no degrees, countin’ all the lies
(all lies)
we got a model livin’ down the street, dollar signs in all the boys’ eyes
i think some neighbors are reptiles, not a man or woman… just denial
ah*ah
but it’s a cool, cool place, a wholesome little world
and the only real star is your girl next door
[hook/drop]
aa*aa, aa*aa, aa, aa*aa… aa*aaa
(yeah, the burbs)
aa*aa, aa*aa, aa, aa*aa… aa*aaa
(love the burbs)
aa*aa, aa*aa, aa, aa*aa… aa*aaa
(love the burbs)
aa*aa, aa*aa, aa, aa*aa… aa*aaa

[verse 2]
mr. johnson’s perfect roses, but his dog is such a menace
the muscle car guy who revs his engine, we all know, just please, don’t (mid*life crisis, so loud)
there’s a mystery in number ten, they never take the trash
we make up all the stories, makin’ our own cash
(he*e*e*ehe)

[pre*chorus]
and we’re all just fakin’ normal, ’til the weekend hits
then we’re all just messy humans, forgettin’ it all

[chorus]
yeah, we got accountants with no degrees, countin’ all the lies
(all the lies)
we got a model livin’ down the street, dollar signs in all the boys eyes
(aaah)
i think some neighbors are reptiles, not a man or woman… just denial
(ah*ah)
but it’s a cool, cool place, a wholesome little world
and the only real star… is your girl next door
[bridge]
and it’s not, that it’s always perfect
no, it’s not, that the grass is greener elsewhere
it’s that this silly, awkward collected chaos is where i feel the most
and honestly? i wouldn’t trade it never cross that line

oh, no

[chorus]
yeah, we got accountants with no degrees, countin’ all the lies! (all the lies)
we got a model livin’ down the street, dollar signs in all the boys eyes
i think some neighbors are reptiles, not a man or woman… just denial
but it’s a cool, cool place, it’s still little world
and the only real star… is your girl
your girl! your girl! next door

[drop/hook]
aa*aa, aa*aa, aa, aa*aa… ya*aaa
(in the burbs)
aa*aa, aa*aa, aa, aa*aa… ya*aaa
(in the burbs)
aa*aa, aa*aa, aa, aa*aa… ya*aaa
(my burbs)
aa*aa, aa*aa, aa, aa*aa… aa*aaa
(yeah)
[outro]
just your girl next door, mmm
in the burbs, mmm*mmm
aa*aa, aa*aa, aa, aa*aa
aa*aa, aa*aa, aa, aa*aa

- synthi ribell lyrics

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