Bleeding out your eyes There's no way to see the light And clutching old and tired beliefs Will bring you nothing but grief in the end I know this sounds pedestrian But live your life like a chameleon My conclusions are simple but true Body bag, grocery bag Are you ____ full of some sort of ceaseless spirit? Where I go, I don't know, but I hope that the weather's good And I can live with the guilt Bleeding out your mouth There's no way to get the word out And clutching old and tired beliefs Will bring you nothing but grief in the end I know this sounds pedestrian But that's all I ever wanted, man My conclusions are simple but true
Body bag, grocery bag Are you ____ full of some sort of ceaseless spirit? Where I go, I don't know, but I hope that the weather's good And I can live with the guilt I know it's hard to admit when you're wrong You better pray you're right, you said not, you said I'm not hearing you What bridge do I have to cross to wear a bag of self-righteousness 'Cause I'll burn when I get there Bleeding out your eyes There's no way to see the light And clutching old and tired beliefs Will bring you nothing but grief in the end I know this sounds pedestrian But that's all I ever wanted, man My conclusions are simple but true Wanted man Pedestrian