Too Cold To Breathe

Walk down the street
Oh, the people look mean
And I almost believe
Their resistance a need
I saw their hearts
Of riots and fire
And I knew that Charlie's
Got a bad desire
From the oppression
Of communist father
Shout out loud now
Long live the crowd now
Try to decide
What you're going to do
Take the alley
As a basement of gloom
Decay of a movement
Going back to dust
Do you get the meaning
Of the words hope and trust
Some say "rien de la vie, rien de la mort"
Faking to be free
To get safer outdoor
Waiting for leaders
Who compromise
Waiting for a break
A world with no lies
Away from the down hour
Things are wrong so
Things are wrong so
Things are wrong so
Voices in my head
Will they lead me astray
Is there still time
For us to get paid
Victim in need
When there's nowhere a sign
And I try to get warm
In this world turning out
Time repeats itself
It's always the same
Oh, history beats itself
History leads itself
Is there a dream
And somewhere to live in
When somebody needs you
You're unable to give in