Kredity
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lukas Bertram
Songwriter
Pascal Pieper
Songwriter
Ronny Felker
Songwriter
Tim Wunderlich
Songwriter
Lars Cyriacks
Songwriter
Lys Sprenger
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nils Völcker - Access All Areas Studios Bremen
Recording Engineer
Texty
Wrong time, wrong place
All alone, not the first case
A silent night
Torn apart, no saviour in sight
They circled him and beat him down
Asking if he lives uptown
And whether he wants have some more
While he lay coughing on the floor
It wasn't his fault
That you can't deny
A cowardly cruel
Malignant crime
It wasn't his fault
And If he will survive
He is not so sure
That depends on time
One hit and a kick
He screamed and he moaned
One hit and a kick
He knelt down, heart torn
One hit and a kick
He fainted away
One hit and a kick
His life was at stake
Three guys, one man
Way to late, pitch black the night
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide, the fight was on
They took his bag, his mobile phone
And threw it on the tracks below
Only a laugh as a response
As he asked them what they want
It wasn't his fault
That you can't deny
A cowardly cruel
Malignant crime
It wasn't his fault
And If he will survive
He is not so sure
That depends on time
He took the umbrella in his left hand,
Remembered all the tricks he once learned
He wasn't fast but the strike was,
A bloody nose is what his punch caused
The fight was on and the guys surprised
They were drunk, and this prolonged his life
They did not expect a grandpa so quick
They got their ass kicked until the tide turned
One hit and a kick
He screamed and he moaned
One hit and a kick
He knelt down, heart torn
One hit and a kick
He fainted away
One hit and a kick
His life was at stake
He could not possibly know
That he would lose his life
The shock really hit home
When he saw them pull a knife
Badly Stabbed he gave in
He found a bitter end
Father death descends
Written by: Lars Cyriacks, Lukas Bertram, Lys Sprenger, Pascal Pieper, Ronny Felker, Tim Wunderlich
