Baggage Handler

By Oddsox

On Woodstock

Released on May 4, 2017

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(Verse 1: Oddsox)

Call the flight attendant, I just crash landed

When I’m with you, like my home planet

So plan it, together it ain't tangable

If you check a panoramic view

Getting high just to deal with our problems

Me from a bottle you use chemicals to solve them

Our minds they are feeling like dissolvent

Knowing they’ll be mush at the minute we get older

We don’t worry bout that right now

We just worry if your gunna spend the night right now

And you lie down thinking bout a dream state

Where it works sealing our fate

We should end this, and you concur

And we fuck we ain't needing to search

Think about it if we didn’t have Lucifer

In our minds all the time, it would work

(Chorus: Oddsox)

10 thousand miles above

Where we first met, where we first let

10 thousand miles above

Where we first met, where we first let

Did you check your baggage in?

I can’t handle it

Did you check your baggage in?

I can’t handle it I can’t handle it

(Verse 2: Oddsox)

Check your baggage in at terminal two

Coz our relationship is terminal too (huh)

All the things that I’m forgetting to do

All forgetting that I really did choose

I’ve been distant for so long

That I don’t even know how to bring you along

So I wrote you a song, thinking all will be forgotten, well be strong

Now where done

I’m insecure and you know this

I am hopeless standing on my own loosing focus

But you’re my clarity

You set my mind free like a ship without an anchor at sea

But I’m still here trying to chase a dream

That makes us pull apart from the seams

Together it is victory but victory is bitter sweet

That’s why I’m starting to leave

(Chorus: Matt Coburn)

10 thousand miles above

Where we first met, where we first let

10 thousand miles above

Where we first met, where we first let

Did you check your baggage in?

I can’t handle it

Did you check your baggage in?

I can’t handle it I can’t handle it

(Verse 3: Oddsox)

Sick of waiting, Sick of being patient

Sick of thinking something magical will come along make me feel ok

Thinking I need help, I’m sick of thinking bout myself

Imma get it all stuff it in my suitcase, in the overhead, I’ll just stow it away

So I’m boarding a plane, I’ll be leaving my haze

Don’t you bother trying to call me, I’ll be leaving for days

Leave it all unattended, to the attendant, really it don’t need my attention

Till someone tries to open it up, and they don’t get the fuss

Just laugh away and compare luggage

And talk shit together like were L R Hubbard

Don’t care at all what this extra stuff is

We just take our trip, and we love it

(Chorus: Oddsox)

10 thousand miles above

Where we first met, where we first let

10 thousand miles above

Where we first met, where we first let

Did you check your baggage in?

I can’t handle it

Did you check your baggage in?

I can’t handle it I can’t handle it