Letra de Soon (Remixed) [Remastered]

Four floors high, filled empty space, at bars,
and empty space in cars.
Went out for a while yesterday,
in retrospect, only to see what I had and have not.
Feeling cold, down in the middle of a coastal town.
The bleeding wound.
My body is so empty.
My heart, drained of all its contents.
Woke up to early this time.
Bleeding wound.
Never mind the bleeding wound.
Misinform the uniformed.
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Paint some pictures – don't paint them.
Insert picture here.

The manifesto is – there's no manifesto.