Burn Down the Mall - Heart Attack Man

The dim, dripping cave

Held intact by posters on the wall

Outdated and fading away

The mannequins fill this place like a shopping mall

The dead body in the dumpster

Gets up just to stretch its legs and freshen up for

Another night of acting like some jaded fucking freak of nature

That somehow gave birth to itself

You’re so unique, it fucking kills me

Wet wooden floor is like a shell of damp cardboard boxes

Haphazardly tossed into the alleyway

Squished underneath you

The mannequins are walking in place

As the playlist keeps repeating over and over again

Twist the top of my head off like a bottle cap

And fill it up with a fist full of balled up dollar bills

I’d kill to be just like you