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Correct Girls In The Suburbs Singing Smiths Songs Lyrics
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Goody Grace
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Correct Girls In The Suburbs Singing Smiths Songs
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[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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