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"Lost Realist"



My independence is calling my name

A doubtful voice divides my faith

My independence only hesitates

An unsure choice I can't embrace

You're gonna have to carve me,

Carve me from stone

Right to the bone or

I'll end up alone

Playing the role

Of someone in control



Why do I rush to slow down

Why do I rush to slow down everything

Why do I rush to slow down

Why do I rush to slow down everything



Will the dice ever roll

When will I ever know

Will the plot ever twist

Or will I still resist

I've been playing the part of a lost realist



My indepednce is turning the page

Tomorrow comes we start to fade

My independence only complicates

It's not enough to meet half way



You'll have to carve me

Carve me from stone

Right to the bone

Or I'll end up alone

Playing the role

Of someone in control



Why do I rush to slow down

Why do I rush to slow down everything

Why do I rush to slow down

Why do I rush to slow down everything



Will the dice ever roll

When will I ever know

Will the plot ever twist

Or will I still resist

I've been playing the part of a lost realist



I only keep what I give away

I only keep what I give away



Why do I rush to slow down

Why do I rush to slow down everything

Why do I rush to slow down

Why do I rush to slow down

Everything



Will the dice ever roll

When will I ever know

Will the plot ever twist

Or will I still resist

I've been playing the part of a lost realist



Why do I rush to slow down

Why do I rush to slow down everything

Why do I rush to slow down

by: Trapt