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