Roulette 作词：Brandon Bayliss, Jake Cinninger, Joel N Cummins
Think of all that's come to pass And all the things that fall away too fast Had you tried could you have made them last Morning couldn't give again And soon enough those things that happen then Could only wait for your remembering when
But first think of this, what you would miss Not what you become The scheme has no roots, it sleeps on the roof Deciding it's too drunk
And though there seems no way to know
I'd rather question when I'm old Away from all the reasons now I'd hope to deal with them somehow Along the way these words would scream But would they still remain unseen and now it's left up in the air
Think of all that's come to pass And all the thing that fall away too fast And had you tried could you have made them last For morning couldn't give again And soon enough those things that happen then Could only wait for your remembering when