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