Where the Almosts Go
I don’t know how to quit you
I should’ve never tried to challenge the stars
We break deep, shards in the hands of different lovers
I wade through the almosts, wondering if you could’ve been the one
Control freak, retired
I leave it in the hands of fate this time
Slew and slain again
My bain until the end
I don’t know how to outgrow you
I wade through the almosts, wondering if you could’ve been the one