Credit Songtext
von Bittter

Thrown into
This cold wasteland
Just like you
But what sets us apart

Is your joy in taking credit
For things you did not accomplish at all
And that are also fucking lame

And so I′m trapped
With these potato heads
Cannot relate
You and I don't equal "we"


And I won′t feel at home in
One of your burnt out ruins
That you try to make look nice
While telling lies of better long gone times

We didn't do a single thing
To randomly end up here
So what are you fucking proud of?
You just got crapped out in this dump
Like everybody else
So shut your fucking face

No need for affiliation
No heart for a nation