It sure is dragging me down I love that new lazy swing I'm almost (slow drag) I crave that (slow drag) Oh you've got my soul on fire I know that (slow drag) I love that new lazy

Almost found what I lost Almost saved you and myself Almost won but it doesn't count And never does Almost got what I want And I almost Almost almost almost

You're just a little bit out of my limit Its been two years now?? And in my mind now I've been over this a thousand times But its almost over lets start over 'Cause I never wanna be that guy No more having to chase to win that prize Back in high school

Let me in, I'll bury the pain You stole my pure intention You are the sickness in between You taught me to be sad at you You almost made me take it all You bend me and you shake me You beg me then you break me You made me feel like a sinner Now you fear

Shine on, shine on Humans being There is just enough Christ in me To make me feel almost guilty Is that why God made us breed To make us see we're Humans Being You break this, I'll break all that You break my balls with all your crap Spread your disease

Get, get, get, get, get out and push And now we're wasting time Same old pickup lines And you keep trying Don't waste time I can almost taste it All right, you sinners, swing! Danger in the rear view mirror There's trouble in the wind Badness bringing up

On and on and on, on, on, on Could you carry me? Back to where we started from On and on, could you carry me? How we got so far, you and me Almost like there's oceans between us, us So I need to know Back into your heart again Right into your distant

I will love you unconditionally Unconditional, unconditionally Let go and just be free There is no fear now Open up your heart, and just let it begin I will love you Oh no, did I get too close oh? Oh, did I almost see what's really on the inside? All

As is, as is, as is She ain't outdoors and her heart just cold as is One forty-five AM, almost done I could pop another pill tonight Even though I don't really want one The Xanax got me on a flight I don't need much

(Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) Wheezy outta here! I got big racks in my jeans (Big racks in my jeans) I'ma mix some dirty with this clean (Dirty with this clean) Almost all my bitches bald and no leukem' 21, I'm 'bout to stunt on all your