BAG END

Spitting down the clip, it's automatic
(It's got some static)
See her in my dreams, I'm a fanatic
(I'm so dramatic)
Technicolor world, she's not any other girl
44 Westin', shoot my shot, and I'ma bag it

On an unexpected journey, far from Bag End, woah
Elven sword in my sheath, and I find a new flame
Paid my dues, I'm finding Arwen in a new frame
Hit my line uninvited, I pull a Casper
How much longer will it take for me to grasp her?
I see the light of the Spirit, it's getting faster
Sacred shapes with no form, but they build a castle
Find the sword in the Holy Water, I grasp it
The archangels fly to Eden raining caskets
Shine the light through the Tesseract, paves a path for us
I see the subliminal Omen, I was sad for what?
Be not æfraid, for us

Spitting down the clip, it's automatic
(It's got some static)
See her in my dreams, I'm a fanatic
(I'm so dramatic)
Technicolor world, she's not any other girl
44 Westin', shoot my shot, and I'ma bag it

On an unexpected journey, far from Bag End, woah
Elven sword in my sheath, and I find a new flame
Paid my dues, I'm finding Arwen in a new frame
Hit my line uninvited, I pull a Casper



Credits
Writer(s): Tanner Mccutcheon
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