Soon Lyrics & Chords By Ef

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
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The manifesto is
There's no manifesto