A little song from our upcoming Album "Sgeht'n?" about staying alive purely to spite everyone who pissed you off today. No warm hugs or cheesy motivational quotes—just absolute stubbornness, a lot of anger, and the ultimate refusal to let the world win. ㅤ The Bridge ㅤ You stand up there, where the city falls silent Where the black river disappears below Your hands buried deep inside your jacket Like you've got nothing left to lose The lights go rushing by, but none of them see you The world keeps turning, only you remain still And I stand below, between rust and concrete Watching your shadow on the bridge above ㅤ I don't know your name Don't know why you're here tonight But I can see how this fucked-up world Is driving you to the edge ㅤ Take one step back from that bridge You don't owe them shit Don't let this city get away with it Breaking you, then starting fresh tomorrow When everything inside you screams: "I've had enough, I'm done" Then stay standing, if only out of spite, for one more moment Not because life is offering you anything right now But because your ending would be their fucking victory And they don't deserve that ㅤ A car honks, like you're just in the way Like your drama is nothing but an obstacle A window opens, someone starts to shout But nobody asks what brought you here They want heroes, as long as nobody falls And clean stories for a dirty world They say, pull yourself together, it'll all be fine But none of them have to stand up here ㅤ I don't know your wounds Don't know what brought you to this point But I can see how this fucked-up world Is driving you to the edge ㅤ Take one step back from that bridge Take your life back Don't let this city get away with it Breaking you, then starting fresh tomorrow When everything inside you screams: "I've had enough, I'm done" Then stay standing, if only out of spite, for one more moment Not because life is offering you anything right now But because your ending would be their fucking victory And they don't deserve that ㅤ Maybe there isn't even a reason Maybe tomorrow won't be any better Maybe everything will stay hard for a while And every bit of hope will sound so empty But you don't owe this world a pretty picture No quiet ending, no final scene Spit in their fucking faces Come down from here alive Unforgiven, wounded, and a thousand times angrier ㅤ Take one step back from that bridge Take your fucking life back Don't let this city get away with it Breaking you, then starting fresh tomorrow And if you can't see a reason to stay Then stay out of spite, until you can fight again And don't count on anyone promising you anything But your ending would be their victory And they don't get that victory ㅤ You stand up there Morning breaks You turn around That's all I need more

A little song about big assholes from our upcoming album "Sgeht'n?" ㅤ You Stink! ㅤ Fancy shirt, born in a suit Lost your mind in the banking booth Talking status, money and power Turned yourself into the system's coward Looking down on us from your office throne But even my shit has more backbone ㅤ You stink! Like shit and plague! A parasite who loves the praise! A pile of garbage on a golden throne We spit in your face, you little gnome You stink! You stink! ㅤ You bow down low for the next paycheck Step on the weak, you fucking wreck Buy your respect with stolen cash You really think the world is yours to have Act like a boss, but you're just a slave As capitalism's whore, you're perfectly made! ㅤ You stink! Like shit and plague! A parasite who loves the praise! A pile of garbage on a golden throne We spit in your face, you little gnome You stink! You stink! ㅤ Your words poison all the air Rotten stench is everywhere Look in the mirror, if you dare See the monster that you're building there? ㅤ You stink! Like shit and plague! A parasite who loves the praise! A pile of garbage on a golden throne We spit in your face, you little gnome You stink! You stink! ㅤ No applause. No respect. Your crown Lies in the dirt. ㅤ You stink! Get lost! more

Tried to write a romantic pop song. Somehow it accidentally turned into trashy punk with fucked-up squat chords again. If the cops show up: Just offer them a beer. ㅤ Tuesday night, the rain keeps falling, everything is grey, I’m sitting on the train platform, beer weighing on my gut today. The conductor’s yelling, the whole damn world’s gone mad, But I’m thinking about you — been doing that for about an hour now. I spilled my beer, my jacket reeks of smoke, You give me that smile and suddenly I get the joke: The world is fucked, full of hatred, dirt and pain, But when you’re here with me, it all just fades away. ㅤ You’re the beautiful mess I don’t mind cleaning up, The best damn accident on the way back home! When the club burns down and the whole system collapses, I don’t give a shit, as long as nothing happens to you. 1, 2, 3, 4 — I’m staying by your side! ㅤ All my friends keep saying I’ve gone way too soft, No more rage inside my gut, just cuddling in the morning. I tell them, “Shut up back there, you don’t know a damn thing!” This is anarchy with a heart — and absolutely no plan. You share your fries, you share your bass, You’re the only person who still doesn’t get on my nerves. We drink cheap sparkling wine from a mustard jar up on the roof, And wake up half the neighborhood with the speakers turned loose. ㅤ You’re the beautiful mess I don’t mind cleaning up, The best damn accident on the way back home! When the club burns down and the whole system collapses, I don’t give a shit, as long as nothing happens to you. 1, 2, 3, 4 — I’m staying by your side! ㅤ “Wait… does that mean I’m supposed to clean up the mess… or fuck it?” ㅤ “Why not both?” ㅤ No roses, no gold, no violins playing, Just one distorted chord screaming through the speakers. The cops come knocking, the neighbors lose their minds, We offer them a beer — and wish them a safe ride home! ㅤ Fuck romance the way they show it on TV! We’ll just stand here together in the chaos! 1, 2, 3, 4 — Forever by your side! more