Molly Nilsson - Philadelphia lyrics

[Molly Nilsson - Philadelphia lyrics]

Clouds in our eyes tell sweet little lies
I hope we will never be domesticated
Find new love instead
Pretend our parents are dead
But we don't have to be so complicated

I wanna be a sister to you
And do things normal siblings don’t do
Want you to be like a brother to me

At night, they call you on your phone
But that's alright 'cause I’m your ringtone
In the ghetto of my soul
You will always be my bro
In the center of my town
You're the tallest building around
I wanna be a sister to you
But do things siblings don't do
Want you to be like a brother to me

I'll be a sister to you
Do things siblings don't do
Won't you be like a brother to me?

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