Girls in the Suburbs Singing Smiths Songs - Goody Grace/G-Eazy

Goody Grace：

She don't hit me up anymore no

Things that were fun just ain't fun anymore no

Six in the morning I know I should go home

But I'm

High as f**k and the clock's screaming tick-tock

Girls in the suburbs singing Smiths songs

I know that it's wrong

I don't know what I'm doin' but

Maybe one day it'll all make sense

Maybe one day it'll all make sense

Maybe one day it'll all make sense

But I just don't know when

And it feels like the end

And all of my friends

Said

Goody Grace/G-Eazy：

That I should get my mind off of the wrong things

I should probably tear off all my heart strings

You can't pull them no more you know ayy

Maybe one day it'll all make sense yee ayy yeah

G-Eazy：

Six A.M. on Persian rugs

It's just me and her on drugs

We dip we had to swerve the clubs

Paranoid all on our own

We just tryna be alone

But we don't ever feel alone

'Cause people always watchin' yeah

Know this feels apocalyptic

People they could not predict it

They just bein' optimistic f**k 'em yeah

Listenin' to the pixies 'til we drunk off all this whiskey

Now we lay here and it's only you and I

Where we go from here

F**k it life's so simple

This what I'm into if you don't understand

Maybe I'm mental

I know I'm crazy ayy

You don't know what I been through

That text that I sent you might have been drunk

But that message I meant to

Just got deleted should have said the real sh*t

To be continued ayy

Goody Grace：

I got a little water bottle full of whiskey

Oh you lookin' pretty like a model you should kiss me

You so cool with your drugs and your ripped jeans

I'm with you but you ain't with me no no

Maybe one day it'll all make sense

But I just don't know when

And it feels like the end

And all of my friends said

That I should get my mind off of the wrong things

I should probably tear off all my heart strings

You can't pull them no more