F
Living the good life full of goodbyes
My eyes are on the grey skies
G
Saying I don't want to come home tonight
F
Yeah, and I'm high up, off what?
I don't even remember
But my friend passed out in the Uber ride
F
Oh, I'm from the city of the 9-1-5
G
Where all the girls are pretty
And they're down for the hype
F
All my boys are with me
Going up for the night
G
But who cares, who cares
F
'Cause this is our year
C G
So wake me up in the spring
F
While I'm high off my American dream
C G
We don't always say what we mean
F
That's the lie of an American teen
F
Maybe the end is near
But I've been waiting all year
G
To get the hell up out of here
F
And throw away my fears
I'm so faded (I'm so faded)
G
Off of all the things that I've taken and
F
Maybe I'm not really drunk
G
Maybe I'm really good at faking
F
From the city of the 915
G
Where all the girls are pretty
And they're down for the hype
F
All my boys are with me
Going up for the night
G
But who cares, who cares
F
'Cause this is our year
C G
So wake me up in the Spring
F
While I'm high off my American dream (American dream)
Compositores: Alfredo Emmanuel Gonzalez, Hiko Momoji, Leslie Frank Johnson, Khalid, Orlando Gomez
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