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Not a big fan of malls, or consumerism in general.

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Soon you'll see we all bleed red, and soon thereafter you'll be dead. Deflated, crumpled, inside out, in the woods behind my house. The birds may sing, the wind may blow, I'll be the only one to know... They'll never find the pieces of you that I didn't eat.
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Soon you'll see we all bleed red, that's when I crack your stupid head. Leaking, oozing, inside out, in the woods behind the mall. The girls are in there shopping, boys trying to waste some time. They're safe for now, 'cause I'm out here... Smoking a bowl upon your grave.

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from "Happy Apples" Vol. 1, released November 18, 2011
Performed, Recorded, and Produced by Sean Monistat

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Sean Monistat Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Dark music for bleak people since 2005.

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