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Avalanche Video (MV)




Performed By: Deceptions
Length: 4:17
Written by: Graeme McDonald




Deceptions - Avalanche Lyrics




You threw me under the bus, now I play the waiting game, isolated by these walls
I'm stuck here acting in desperation, collapsing to my feet, up-heal me, appeal me

We now have a mountain to climb but this avalanche keeps crumbling down
Burying me and my rights as a human being

Where do I go from here?
Which path do we take?

Left or right, do all roads lead to Rome?
The answers are here I'm sure
North or south, do we sit this one out?
Get me the hell out of this rut

The only difference about you and me is I'm not a cunt
I pray that this won't be

I pray that this won't be the end of something I know
You rely on me, your scapegoat to be
Was it all for show?

You really did pull the wool over my eyes, is this how you treat the blind?

Sit atop your f*cking throne, by the end it's you alone
I'm Atlas holding the earth on my shoulders making my money's worth

Try and bury me with your avalanche
Go ahead I dare you with your avalanche
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You threw me under the bus, now I play the waiting game, isolated by these walls
I'm stuck here acting in desperation, collapsing to my feet, up-heal me, appeal me

We now have a mountain to climb but this avalanche keeps crumbling down
Burying me and my rights as a human being

Where do I go from here?
Which path do we take?

Left or right, do all roads lead to Rome?
The answers are here I'm sure
North or south, do we sit this one out?
Get me the hell out of this rut

The only difference about you and me is I'm not a cunt
I pray that this won't be

I pray that this won't be the end of something I know
You rely on me, your scapegoat to be
Was it all for show?

You really did pull the wool over my eyes, is this how you treat the blind?

Sit atop your f*cking throne, by the end it's you alone
I'm Atlas holding the earth on my shoulders making my money's worth

Try and bury me with your avalanche
Go ahead I dare you with your avalanche
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Writer: Graeme McDonald
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