Lost Realist — Trapt

My independence is calling my name A doubtful voice provides my faith My independence only has a taste An unsure choice I can't embrace You'd have to carve me, Carve me from stone Right to the bone or We'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 we'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

With 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