Contextual Analysis of "fresh fruit" in Lyrics

acetelyne torches

behind the boney walls of my skull

forever

we're not worried we're just having fun x2

acetelyne torches

behind the boney walls of my skull

and offers a basket full of

will have nice roses

early in the morning waking

end

pearls on my necklace

murals on my ceiling

and down at the market: there's a new age mother having heart attacks

covered in backpacks. and down at the bank: there's a businessman always giving out handjobs

only ripe vegetables

i'm from the old school

ape food

termite larvae