Empty - Aficionado

I heard, I heard, I heard about a warm kind of happiness

I heard about an easy way to get to it

I heard it required setting fire to security blankets

And I’ve yet to find the joy in this

I’ve yet to find the joy in anything

Trading in meaning for meaninglessness

I can’t get full 'cause I’m empty

I can’t get full 'cause I’m empty

I can’t get full 'cause I’m empty

And maybe you’ll run right through me

I know, I know, I know about a warm kind of selfishness

Desire to maximize experience

I heard it required destruction of things you spend all your time building

And I’ve yet to find the joy in this

I’ve yet to find the joy in anything

But I did it anyway

I did it anyway in the name of never settling

I can’t get full 'cause

I can’t get full 'cause I’m empty

I can’t get full 'cause I’m empty

I can’t get full 'cause I’m empty

And maybe you’ll run right through me

I can’t get full 'cause I’m empty

I can’t get full 'cause I’m empty

I can’t get full 'cause I’m empty

And maybe you’ll run right through me

I can’t get full