Narrowgate - Almost Lyrics

Father, Lord forgive me; know my mind is a city
Full of individuals sinning, yes it simply is ritual
No this lifestyle is pitiful, it's stressful like a syllable
We don't have parameters like iambic pentameter
No I don't have a manager, but I wanna meet her
Wanna feed her, wanna feel her, no I just want a believer
So I want to believe her, saying I won't get the fever
But she's really a heater, and now I really can't beat her
No now I'm at an intersection of NQRy like 59th & Lexington
This moment of reflection is perplexing
Cause when the four meet up, it's not a cake walk
They're raising the bar, so I can't talk that fake talk
But it's seemingly impossible; I'm teeming with excuses
But break it down, and adverb should never make me blue it
But I blew it, going through it. Do I really wanna move it?
What do I want to do? Man, it's almost like I knew it

Almost
But not quite
But close enough
That I just might
Almost
But not quite
Close enough
That I just might

Father, Lord, forgive me, I know nothing is right
In the heat of the night, like psychedelic color schemes in black and white
I'm flying and dying and crying and sliding and finding that it's
Easier to understand riddles when I'm rhyming
I'm seeing there's no reason but the fact that it's pleasing
I'm tryna seize the season, but the season is seizing my reason
I'd love to have nothing to do with it 'cause I wanna ruin it
But it's ruining me, and now I'm losing sleep
Now bridges are burning, my focus is turning, my soul isn't
Working and when I start flirting, it's then I start hurting
Yeah I'm locking and loadin', rocking and rollin'
Stop it, that's not me. Now I'm lost out on the sea
I hate that I'm in between, so I'm writing now
I'm tryna figure out how I can reroute, so I won't be heat-bound
But the heat now is low. Not that I'm cold, not that I froze
But now it's almost like I'm looking for a new home

Almost
But not quite
But close enough
That I just might
Almost
But not quite
Close enough
That I just might