Dead Mall of My Heart

Trademarked delivery shoppers
Rundown everyone
Under pressure from cabal overlords
Chip implants are for our own good
Nowarama is a shitshow

The cafes are silent as libraries
Showrooms lead back online
A living ghost thirsting totes woke
Sweetly walking the dead mall of my heart

Videotapes echo in the drop box
Decorations float and rotate gigantic
The carousel and cinnamon buns swirl

A living ghost thirsting totes woke
Sweetly walking the dead mall of my heart
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Credits
Writer(s): Harry John Topalian
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