James "Avalanche" |
Leave the room, don't use the door We're only on the thirteenth floor Your veil is slipping, you've nothing on, you've nothing on Every dog has had his day, every Caesar should be spade Your veil is lifting and we can see through your suit of tears You don't own us, can't control us, av-a-lanche You don't own us, can't control us, av-a-lanche Every face a stepping stone, at the top's a throne of bones Your curtain's twitching, but you can't see past your daily sneer We don't fear you, now we see you, av-a-lanche Now we got into your shoes, it's your turn to be abused The heat is rising and you can't hold back this rage with fear You accused us, while you used us, av-a-lanche You accused us, while you screwed us, av-a-lanche Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |