Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mallwalking , by - Cymbals Eat Guitars. Song from the album Pretty Years, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 15.09.2016
Record label: Sinderlyn
Song language: English
Mallwalking |
| Back in '99 |
| After Columbine |
| I had the strangest dream |
| Liquid angels swam thru the halls of |
| Waretown Elementary |
| Teaching us little hicks new ways to exist |
| New ways to see |
| Way out there in the dark space |
| Between the galaxies |
| My friend Jimmy was sitting next to me |
| Then suddenly he was not |
| And when they got to me |
| Asked if I believed |
| I said «believe in what?» |
| Then I woke up |
| Mama take me mallwalking |
| You know that I’m an empty kid |
| You buy me stuff to try and fill me up |
| But I think I am bottomless |
| All the daddies drive every Friday |
| Way out past oyster creek |
| Put their pickup trucks |
| In a semicircle |
| Pass the pints of rye whiskey |
| With the ghosts of original people |
| Dancing in halogen blue |
| Then I came to |
| Mama takes me mallwalking |
| She knows that I’m an empty kid |
| She buys me stuff to fill me up |
| But I think I am bottomless |
| Mama sing a song to me |
| When it’s time to put the dog to sleep |
| You are strong when we are weak |
| Keep the name tags on your key ring |