DON'T GROW UP TOO SOON

Mangosteen (feat. Sailorr & Biako)

Cold Showers

Back To Me

The Breeze Grew a Fire

Ever Needed

Phone Me

breeze grew fire

Sanctuary

10 songs

pretty woman

Conteúdo completo: https://www.recantodasletras.com.br/audio.php?cod=124584

Voz Cortada

LoFi DnB - Chill Study Relaxing Calming - FreeDL CCBY

Flickering Streetlight - LoFi Drum&Bass

"King of Almost" is a song about loving someone who is emotionally stunted and ruled by fear. It directly addresses a partner who is the "king of almost"—a person so governed by childhood ghosts and anxiety that they sabotage real connection. The lyrics describe how this person chooses the safety of their own fears over the risk of love, building walls instead of a shared future. It's a lament for a relationship that failed not from a lack of love, but from one person's profound inability to grow up and choose courage over comfort.

Lyrics 

I brought the timber for the house, the blueprint was so clear
You brought a childhood full of ghosts, and a conspiratorial fear
Of every floorboard settling, of every empty room
You saw a threat in permanence, and love impending doom
We’d touch the threshold of a truth, your smile would then retreat
Back to the safe and barren land of a heartbeat scared to beat...

‘Cause you’re the King of Almost, ruler of "not quite"
Your crown’s a thousand "what ifs", woven tight in the night
Your throne is in the basement, where the shadows make the rules
And the only thing you truly loved was the tools you used to build your walls
Yeah, you’re the King of Almost—and I was your almost queen
In a kingdom of potential, where the fear was evergreen...

Your courage was a weathervane, spinning in the breeze
A change of mind for every shift you’d feel beneath the trees
You’d whisper futures in the dark, then disavow them by the dawn
A prisoner to the boy you were, before your heart was drawn
And I, the fool who kept the maps, who pointed to the sun
While you dug moats around your feelings, ‘til the battle was all won...

‘Cause you’re the King of Almost, ruler of "not quite"
Your crown’s a thousand "what ifs", woven tight in the night
Your throne is in the basement, where the shadows make the rules
And the only thing you truly loved was the tools you used to build your walls
Yeah, you’re the King of Almost—and I was your almost queen
In a kingdom of potential, where the fear was evergreen...
(Where the fear was... everything...)

And the tragedy’s not that you didn’t love me.
It’s that you loved your fear more.
It was more real to you.
More solid.
More true.
Than my hands ever could be...
(Your oldest friend... your fear...)

So rule your almost kingdom...
With its almost throne...
I’m leaving your province of never-grown...
The bridge is burned, but you were just... watching from the shore...

You were always just... watching...
From the shore...

King Of Almost (Radio Edit)

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