Feeling Fruit - Palehound

Wednesday’s almost closing

And I’m at the grocery store

I am at the grocery store

After weeks of frozen meals

I am in the produce aisle

And I’m feeling all the fruits

I am feeling all the fruits

Every wormhole, every bruise

'Cause I’m stuck with the weight you gave up

When the night is crowded

I can only see your face

I can only see your face

On a stranger’s healthy frame

I can’t bear your fingers drumming

And I’m feeling all the words

I am feeling all your words

And the monster in your bones

'Cause I’m stuck with the weight you gave up

I am stuck with the weight you gave up

I am stuck with the weight you gave up