Click Click

Click Click
Click Click

Warehouse door with a metal latch
Beat running low through the wall
Everybody waiting on the session
I'm outside fighting something small
Click Click, handle will not open
Click Click, temper starts to rise
I turn the stupid little rhythm
Into the count inside my mind

Click Click, hear the lock talk back
Click Click, turn the problem to a track
Smallest noise in the room became the memory
Click Click, now the door remembers me

Click Click
Click Click

Engineer samples the handle
Puts the sound behind the snare
Suddenly the whole room moves
To the thing that kept me out of there
Door finally opens on the downbeat
Everybody laughs at once
I walk in with the worst ten minutes
Turning into something I can bump

I used to curse every delay
Now I listen before I swing
The smallest noise in the room became the loudest memory
That clicking metal lock was proof enough

Click Click, let the metal hit
Click Click, I'm building out of it
Smallest noise in the room became the memory
Click Click, open up for me

Click Click