Lost Realist

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 independence is turning the page

Tomorrow comes, we start to fade

My independence only complicates

It's not enough to meet half way

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

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?