I Am the Avalanche - 177 Lyrics

177 in the backyard. Falling over tables. I am gone, how 'bout you? Katie’s talking in the kitchen. No one knows what she's saying, but it's true. ‘Cause it came from her. I don’t want to leave, I never want to leave. One hundred and seventy seven. We’re all going to hell. One hundred and seventy seven. We’re all going to hell. Connie's kneeling on the concrete, holding the future in his hands, drunk as hell. But he knows what he wants. If you weren’t there you don’t know the first thing about true love. We don’t want to leave, we never really have to leave. One hundred and seventy seven. We’re all going to hell. One hundred and seventy seven. We’re all going to hell.