Pop Tart Heart

You can’t finish what you started

Now there’s a pack of broken hearted

Dudes knockin’ at your door

 

They sing some forgotten carol

All dressed in the same apparel

How could you ask for more?

 

Ooh, they’re comin’ for us, ah.

They’re coming for us

 

Had a dream that I ate your heart

Toasted like a strawberry poptart

All hot soft and sweet

It took its place inside my belly

My insides turned to jelly

When it slowly began to beat

Payback is a bitch

If there’s an itch you gotta scratch it

If there’s a will there’s a way

You don’t get paid you gotta nab it

It don’t’ come for free

If there’s a fee you gotta pay it, now…

Humble Humans

Humble Humans is a Digital Maker of things in Asbury Park, NJ.