Lyric

I have in my head

A stone fruit

The most beautiful of pests

That drives me crazy

I have in my brain

The most beautiful of muses

Who puts on a show for me

And enjoys it!

I have against my heart

The prettiest of peaches

A festival of flavors

We bite each other, we lick each other

I have against my soul

The sweetest of fairies

So why is it a tragedy

To stay stuck together?

My Peach, are you a little cruel?

Is it the monster calling me?

You're annoying, but you're beautiful

It's impossible, my God

That you hide under your wings

Low and vicious blows

You're beautiful and you're a pain in the ass

I already knew that…

Hey, Peach

Will you make room for me next to you?

I have with me

The prettiest of troubles

And that's how

My fruit suggests

It's silly and narrow-minded

But she's the one who writes

I'm just listening

To the words of her life

Like some flames

Need wind

I understand, sweet lady

That you're always shaking your ass

But I'm not a flame

Look me in the eyes

For I am, of all souls

The hottest of fires!

Peach, are you being a bit cruel?

Is it the monster calling me?

You're a pain in the ass, but you're beautiful

It's impossible, my God

That you hide under your wings

Low and vicious blows

You're beautiful and you're annoying

I already knew that…

Hey, Peach

Make room for me

You're annoying, but you're beautiful

It's impossible, my God

That you're hiding under your wings

Low and vicious tricks

You're beautiful and you're annoying

I already knew that…

Hey, Peach

Will you make room for me next to you?