Girls in the Suburbs singing Smiths Songs - Goody Grace ft. G-Eazy (lyrics)

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    Lyrics:
    [Verse 1: 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 fuck 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
    [Pre-Chorus: Goody Grace]
    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
    [Chorus: 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)
    [Verse 2: 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, fuck '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?
    Fuck 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 shit
    To be continued (ayy)
    [Verse 3: 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)
    [Chorus: Goody Grace]
    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
    [Outro: Goody Grace]
    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
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