Empty Hearts

We feed on empty hearts
We feed on empty hearts
We feed on empty hearts

I come home, and it's just me
Everything is filtered and blue
Adjustin' to an alternate reality, through
My phone lights up, my heart beat stops
The hallways calm, and somethings wrong, it's off
Freddy he's in my house, an intruder, his whereabouts
Unknown bodies, he's hidin', all alone, and I'm freakin' out
With my, eyes peeled, I watch close for that glow
Fingers snap, ready to zap, this freakshow

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We bring a special delivery
Here to find out your location
We bring a special delivery

We come to feast on your body parts
Alternate reality, we feed on empty hearts
Hearts, hearts, hearts, hearts, heart
We feed on empty hearts

Sittin' in my studio, hidin' from the beasts
Hopin' that my senses help me find some inner peace
They wait around the corners, 'til I falter, 'cause I will
Be that as it may, I'm gonna sit completely still
And hope they pass me in the darkness, evil is my own catharsis
Realizin' if I see 'em, first, they can't hurt me, they're harmless
So fuck these bitter things, and their sinister activity
I'm takin' on the night within this heinous new delivery

Killin' off your generation
We bring a special delivery
Leavin' you in isolation
We bring a special delivery

We come to feast on your body parts
Alternate reality, we feed on empty hearts
Hearts, hearts, hearts, hearts, hearts, hearts
We feed on empty hearts

We feed on empty hearts
We feed on empty hearts
We feed on empty hearts



Credits
Writer(s): Russell Aaron Mckamey
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