Flame from philly

Lyrics

[Verse 1] This is not a joke but it sounds it from the start A German and a Mexican walk into a bar But they're the same person, one girl with one heart Made in east America underneath the stars [Chorus] Flame from Philly Don't say that you don't miss me You can call me a coward I'd rather have names thrown at me Oh What's wrong with me? I got it hot for this hippie Still you creep through the cracks in my walls like a burned out city Love is war when it's filthy And I'm guilty [Verse 2] Peaches for cheap under coconut skin I told myself it's over gotta tell myself again It's hard to be forward when I'm always looking back Am I trading thе present for the good timеs of the past [Chorus] Flame from Philly I know you'd rather die with me You can call me a coward I'd rather have names thrown at me Oh What's wrong with me? I got it hot for this hippie Still you creep through the cracks in my walls like a burned out city Love is war when it's filthy And I'm guilty