Hypocrites got my name on their lips
Say I just got lucky, but then they all copy
Say it must be the face or the waist
Maybe it's the right guy, no way, it's her bright mind
All the bricks you throw I turn them into ammo
Say that I'm losing the game
Sorry again, what's your name?
Think you see my hand, no, you're not even close
I think it's funny that you think I worry about ya, don'tcha?
Ah, you call me Peaches
Ah, you think you know me
Ah, see me in pieces
Ah, you think you know me
Watching the flame rise
Say that you know why
Ah, you call me Peaches
Ah, you think you know me
You think you know me
You think you know me
Autographs make me laugh
The way you act, it's so fucking foolish
Don't know why you do it
You know me
Pave my way in a way that's so mathematic
So don't be dramatic
All the bricks you throw I turn them into ammo
Say that I'm losing the game
Sorry again, what's your name?
Think you see my hand, no, you're not even close
I think it's funny that you think I worry about ya, don'tcha?
Ah, you call me Peaches
Ah, you think you know me
Ah, see me in pieces
Ah, you think you know me
Watching the flame rise
Say that you know why
Ah, you call me Peaches
Ah, you think you know me
You think you know me
You think you know me
You'll never be part of my history
You'll never get into my legacy
You'll never be part of my history
You'll never get into my legacy
Ah, you call me Peaches
Ah, you think you know me
Ah, see me in pieces
Ah, you think you know me
Watching the flame rise
Say that you know why
Ah, you call me Peaches
Ah, you think you know me
You think you know me
You think you know me
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