Almost

Procrastinating all my days away
 It's always the same thing
 It's fascinating keeping work at bay
 Oh, when will I learn?
 All the time I've freed don't mean a thing to me
 I'm in a chains in my mind like
 I'm almost there
 I can feel it, I can feel it
 I'm always almost there
 Always aching, never breaking out
 All this effort wasted on self doubt
 When will it feel right?
 All the space I need
 But no progress to be seen
 Nothing's changed in my mind like
 I'm almost there
 I can feel it, I can feel it
 I'm always almost there
 'Cause whether I'm sorting my laundry, sorting my life out
 Writing the songs or riding the sad out
 Time won't wait for me
 Time won't wait for me
 PIcking my brain or picking a flavor
 The odds are stacked in the opposite favor
 Mostly excuses and never a reason
 It isn't my day, no it isn't my season
 Time won't wait for me
 Time won't wait 'cause
 I'm almost there
 I can feel it, I can feel it
 I'm always almost there