8-Inch High Heels (feat. Galaxy Rose)

We drinkin' San Pellegrino
And Rosé wine
I 'got my girls all around me
In the back of the taxi so fine
She put her lipstick on
In the overhead car mirror
I'm in the backseat, here
Crying my eyes out because I'm mad here

We talk a game when we talk shit
We don't really give a fuck
About the opinions or remarks
By the ones who call us flops
No we're all so much farther
And for that I can feel much better
Cause I love everything I do
And I will keep on going forever

So when you call us up
We won't give you a minute to talk
Take your problems to the top
Where they control us and our thoughts
And now keep me away from all of it
I can't keep myself if I'm angry, 'cause
You have to let me live my life
And let me exist inside of my

8-inch high heels
In my-in my-in my, in my
8-inch high heels
In my-in my-in my, in my
Go lick my
Red vinyl on this plastic heart of mine
In my-in my-in my, in my
In my, 8-inch high heels
In my-in my-in my, in my

Watch the hell on Earth
From the news on the flatscreen
In the garden outside
I'll find my place, just to be
Sometimes just being alive
Has the worst perks on the planet
If you're living like us
They'll never think for us

So let them throw their slurs
Let them call me it all
Cause we're free and fine as hell
If you think it's just all
Manicured nails, high fashion
It's never on pause
And I'll wear whatever I want
I won't give you a second 'cause

Cause when you call us up
We won't give you a minute to talk
Take your problems to the top
Where they control us and our thoughts
Now keep me away from all of it
I can't keep myself if I'm angry, 'cause
Have to let me live my life
Let me exist in my

8-inch high heels
In my-in my-in my, in my
8-inch high heels
In my-in my-in my, in my
Go lick my
Red vinyl on this plastic heart of mine
In my-in my-in my, in my
In my, 8-inch high heels
In my-in my-in my, in my

And everybody in this city
Always made me feel inadequate
But today, oh today
I feel like I'm on top of this

I'm a free bitch, I have my music
Remember the old me, throw up I lose it
I just wanna move on, wanna see the city
Call my name out, talk about me
Bitch

8-inch high heels
I'm in my
8-inch high heels
Go lick, my
Red vinyl
On this plastic heart of mine
In my, 8-inch high heels
High heels, I'm in my

So when you call us up
We won't give you a minute to talk
Take your problems to the top
Where they control us and our thoughts
Now keep me away from all of it
I can't keep myself if I'm angry, 'cause
You have to let me live my life
Let me exist inside of my

8-inch high heels
I'm in my
8-inch high heels
Go lick my

Red vinyl on this plastic heart of mine,
In my, 8-inch high heels

8-inch high heels
I'm in my
8-inch high heels
Go lick my
Red vinyl on this plastic heart of mine
In my
8-inch high heels

8-inch high heels
In my-in my-in my, in my
8-inch high heels
In my-in my-in my, in my
8-inch high heels
In my-in my-in my, in my
8-inch high heels
In my-in my-in my, in my