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