Palm oil in my cup (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Market bell rings once, I'm walking past

Your corner stall now holds the last of it

Jars lined up like you saved them for me

Palm oil in your cup where my hand should be

Pre-Chorus

What's keeping you from giving it to me?

Is it the way the light lands on my knee?

Or do I just not move to your rhythm yet?

Tell me before the drum starts moving, pet

Chorus

Palm oil in my cup, palm oil in my cup

Fatty hands on a lighter touch, palm oil in my cup

You keep it hidden like you don't mean it right

Palm oil in my cup, hold up, let it shine

Verse 2

Salt sprinkling off your fingers clean

Your sister calls and I pretend not to see

The way the jar turns red where light falls through

Like your palm is trying to warm me through

Pre-Chorus

What's keeping you from giving it to me?

Is it the way the light lands on my knee?

Or do I just not move to your rhythm yet?

Tell me before the drum starts moving, pet

Chorus

Palm oil in my cup, palm oil in my cup

Fatty hands on a lighter touch, palm oil in my cup

You keep it hidden like you don't mean it right

Palm oil in my cup, hold up, let it shine

Bridge

Maybe I'm the one moving slow tonight

Not your rhythm, not the drum's bright light

Just your hand hovering near where mine should be

Is that a promise or just static heat?

Chorus

Palm oil in my cup, palm oil in my cup

Fatty hands on a lighter touch, palm oil in my cup

You keep it hidden like you don't mean it right

Palm oil in my cup, hold up, let it shine