Lyrics Baggage Claim - Astronautalis

Baggage Claim

The ghost is sitting blistering in baggage claim, like a sinner at the pearly
gates praying Saint Peter shout my name
Your thrift store suitcases to the gaudy faces to becoming queen the fax
machine transmitting all the shirts and things
Hoping maybe the lady I’m saving from a florescent Hades, escapes the ticket
thrown away inside the case
Maybe she’s gone missing by mix up or hiccup that switches the terminal change
lane blame the plane
Either way I ain’t gonna leave today without seen her face, I mean this place
is poison
I can get a taste trade my hope for an antidote to maybe make my escape,
but I go back into the flames to ensure that she is ok
They say its just a phase, they tell me sit and wait, they say its on its way,
they say that every face becomes a frame
Then cultivate a common name, pack my things to get on the plane an fly leave
her standing at the baggage claim…
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I ain’t gone leave with empty hands, I ain’t gonna leave with empty hands (X2)
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(hook)
Some maybe wrong because i did this fast and also he did a reverse reverb on
the vocals as well as other effects… I came in here and corrected a lot of it,
some of it is still wrong, maybe a word or two.
It’s much closer than it was
though