True Songtext
von Itch

London′s burning, let's fan the flames
One time, stand up
Yes, burn it down, burn them
It′s getting hard to breathe (It's getting hard to breathe)
It's getting hard to breathe (That′s right)
It′s getting hard to breathe (We're choking here)
It′s getting hard to breathe

Well, I believed them when Hollywood told me
That the nice guy doesn't end up lonely
A knight′s shining armour, a damsel's distress
Just do what′s right and you know the rest
I was living in a John Hughes fantasy
That I blame for my total misanthropy


Innocence Trust was crushed when I lost ya
So somebody better give them an Oscar
I thought the only way to fight terrorists
Was to send in one Bruce Willis
I wanted to believe in chocolate factories
Yellow brick roads, police academies
Give me happy endings, gremlins and you
The underdog's victory, the brave rescue
Lights down low, glued to the screen
Believing everything that I'd seen

If everything they told you is true
We ought to line them up against a wall and shoot
Look at this world that you′ve conceived
It′s getting hard to breathe
If everything they told you is true
The honesty they lack is so overdue
Look at this world that you've conceived
It′s getting hard to breathe

Keep calm and carry on spending
Nothing broken, it don't need mending

Attitude so condescending
Ignore the war and keep on pretending

No hunger, disease or poverty

We′d rather gossip about celebrities
So extra, extra, read all about it
I don't blame ya if you wanna doubt it
There′s no proof to this gospel truth
It looks like the news but it sounds like a spoof


Opinion fat, the truth so slender
Makes me think that you've got an agenda
Telling me that everything is fine but
It don't add up when I look outside
Now I wanna tear up my newspaper
Smash my TV, I′m the fucking terminator

If everything they told you is true
We ought to line them up against a wall and shoot
Look at this world that you′ve conceived
It's getting hard to breathe
If everything they told you is true
The honesty they lack is so overdue
Look at this world that you′ve conceived
It's getting hard to breathe

It′s getting hard to breathe
It's getting hard to breathe
It′s getting hard to breathe
It's getting hard to breathe
It's getting hard to breathe
It′s getting hard to breathe
It′s getting hard to breathe

London's burning, let′s fan the flames
No future, no dreams, disarray
Just dirt and dust and spit and rust
Broken hearts and broken trust
We haven't got nothing to believe in
We lost all hope, we lost all feeling
And you have left us out here to rot
Have you lost the fucking plot?

If everything they told you is true
We ought to line them up against a wall and shoot
Look at this world that you′ve conceived
It's getting hard to breathe
If everything they told you is true
The honesty they lack is so overdue
Look at this world that you′ve conceived
It's getting hard to breathe

It's getting hard to breathe
It′s getting hard to breathe
It′s getting hard to breathe
It's getting hard to breathe