Avalanche

I can see an avalanche rushing towards me
Something’s making that snow look so inviting
I can see an avalanche rushing towards me
I miss the safety of home, but perhaps this is what I need
Perhaps this is what I need
From all the laugh and scratch bars
That devalue our cards with a smile
From all the A-listed stars
That crush our weak hearts with their style
We’re young, we’re free
We’re ultimately in denial
That we’ll never get the flash car
That does forty gallons to the mile
What’s left to lose?
Were you the search or rescue?
I can see an avalanche rushing towards me
Something’s making that snow look so inviting
I can see an avalanche rushing towards me
I miss the safety of home, but perhaps this is what I need
Perhaps this is what I need
From all the footballers' wives
That provide only sighs and a view
From all the cringeworthy nights
Where we break down and cry for the rue
We’re young, we’re free
We’re ultimately out our minds
That we never get what we want
Without hard work and big compromise
I’m not bitter all the time
I don’t punch at airbags when there’s nothing left to fight
(You either stay then, or hide)
I can see an avalanche rushing towards me
I can see an avalanche rushing towards me
Look at that snow, are you seeing what I see?
I can see an avalanche rushing towards me
Rushing towards me
I can see an avalanche rushing towards me
Something’s making that snow look so inviting
I can see an avalanche rushing towards me
I miss the safety of home, but perhaps this is what I need
Perhaps this is what I need