Josh

Sit back and I will tell you a story Just as I wait through these moments On occasion I leave this place Something you wouldn't understand Honestly you couldn't see me if you tried Just let the time pass Over and over Slowly sipping your drink Heaven and hell don't really exist Taking a drag from your cigarette you Somewhat feel numb But at the same time you feel everything But whats in between seems to be the only thing thats reel Everything happens at the same time But it has never really happened at all Dont worry what they say to you Just let the time pass Disregard everything you know

Metaphore

This is how we go Clickety clack clickety clack As we walk back towards the train The salty motor is drained from its rain Pass this forward to the conductor Lifting up the birds as they zoom across the screen The faint smell of liquidation creeps into my nose As I watch what the people are brewing Screaming out whats wrong with me The chain saws start as I crawl towards the door These would be simpler times if I could remember that one time The sound of the sword fills my eyes As I look through my ears toward the grand view I've tried for perfection but who is worthy of that kind Watch the whistle passing through your sight Creep through the crickety crack of the slight bit of movement Understand when I say crickety crack I mean the noise bringing movement To the beat I move unconditionally Cradle me as I spin through the crowd The color of the beat creeping through the panels Up and down goes the beat Side to slide Keeping me up by the drink Don't make the mistake of making the same mistakes Calling out to the people Spilling the liquid out Onto the floor I send myself waiting for the grace left for me L is the lane that I drive my beat