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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Empty food court
Plastic palms
I walk the halls
Like they’re catacombs
See our shadows
In the closed shop glass
Your laugh floats by
Then it fades so fast
I sit where we
Used to split those fries
Hear ghosts of songs
From the neon sky
[Chorus]
But you’re a mall ghost
Dancing in my memory
I reach out
And you slip right through me
My heart’s broke
Under all this flickering glow
You were never even real
But I can’t let you go
(can’t let you go, no)
[Verse 2]
Lonely benches
Chewing old gum dreams
Arcade tokens
In my torn blue jeans
I talk to air
Like you’re next to me
Paper ring on my hand
From a fantasy
People passing
Look straight through my eyes
I fake a grin
Just to stay alive
[Chorus]
‘Cause you’re a mall ghost
Dancing in my memory
I reach out
And you slip right through me
My heart’s broke
Under all this flickering glow
You were never even real
But I can’t let you go
(can’t let you go, yeah)
[Bridge]
Was it you I wanted
Or did I just hate the dark
So I drew you on the window
Gave the emptiness a heart
Now I’m screaming in the parking lot
To the sky
To the cold gray steel
If the love was only in my head
Why does the pain feel so damn real
[Chorus]
You’re a mall ghost
Dancing in my memory
I reach out
And you slip right through me
My heart’s broke
And the nights crawl cruel and slow
You were never even real
But I can’t let you go
[Outro]
Just a mall ghost
Fading with the closing time glow
I’m still here
And I can’t
Let
Go
Details
GeneratedFeb 20, 2026
Duration4:19
LanguageEnglish
Style
metal, Big 80s hair-metal ballad: ringing clean guitars in the verses, then huge chorus with stacked male vocals, wide power chords, and tom-heavy fills. Soaring lead guitar answers vocal lines, with a ripping emotional solo in the bridge. Drums punchy but mid-tempo, bass warm and steady. Reverb-drenched mix for that nostalgic arena feel, ending on a sustained vocal note and guitar feedback fade.
Credits
Prompt by
MI5ERYMALL
MI5ERYMALLModelAria v5
Prompt
My heart is broken because of Lonliness . I feel Like there is no hope. I remember Dating in the mall. It's hard to She isnt real. My favorite genre of music is 1980,s Hair Metal.
