Cymbals Eat Guitars - Mallwalking lyrics

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 [Chorus 1] 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 Pa** the pints of rye whiskey With the ghosts of original people Dancing in halogen blue Then I came to [Chorus 2] 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