Mattias Stone

Single

Credit Where It's Due

"Credit Where It's Due" grew out of a simple observation - the kind that keeps repeating itself, no matter the time or place. The song takes shape around...

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About this song

"Credit Where It's Due" grew out of a simple observation - the kind that keeps repeating itself, no matter the time or place.

The song takes shape around a familiar dynamic: when things go well, someone steps forward to claim the victory. When things fall apart, the story shifts, and responsibility quietly moves elsewhere. It's a pattern woven into leadership, into public life, and into the way power often communicates with the world.

Rather than approaching it with anger, the song leans into something colder - a restrained, almost dry form of irony. The title itself carries that weight. On the surface, it sounds fair, even reasonable. But as the lines unfold, the meaning begins to bend, revealing something far less balanced underneath.

Musically, the track is rooted in a raw, stripped-back rock tradition. Inspired by late 60s and early 70s protest songs, it avoids grand gestures in favor of a steady pulse, direct phrasing, and a sense of tension that builds quietly. There are no dramatic swells or cinematic layers - just a band, a groove, and a voice delivering the words as plainly as possible.

The writing process followed the same principle. Instead of explaining too much, the lyrics rely on contrast: credit and blame, strength and threat, voice and noise. Each line is meant to feel almost observational, like a series of moments rather than a single argument.

In the end, "Credit Where It's Due" doesn't try to resolve anything. It doesn't offer answers or take a final stance. It simply holds the pattern in place long enough for it to be seen clearly - and leaves the question hanging in the air:

Who takes the credit... and who carries the blame?

Release date: 2026-03-04

Lyrics

Saw him talk on the evening news
Said he’s got nothin’ left to lose
Points a finger, draws a line
Says the country’s yours and mine
If the market climbs, he built the sky
If it crashes - it’s the other guy
Every word’s a loaded gun
Safety off for everyone

If you doubt him, you’re the threat
If you question, you’re the suspect
If it shines, he takes the praise
If it burns, it’s someone else to blame

He says “Make it great again”
But when was it great - and for who back then?
If fear’s the fuel and rage the spark
Who’s gonna stand when it gets dark?
You cheer the fire, you fan the flame
Tell me now - who takes the blame?

Every speech a victory lap
Every failure just a trap
If the sun comes out, he pulled the strings
If it rains, it’s sabotage and schemes
Talks in threats, talks in blame
Calls it strength, but it’s just a game
Build it higher, build it tall
Walls don’t make a nation strong

If the loudest voice wins the fight
Does that make the loudest right?
If success is his alone
Why’s the wreckage never owned?

He says “Make it great again”
But what gets lost in “again”?
If power grows from fear alone
What kind of future have we sown?

Strong men rise when crowds applaud
Truth gets smaller, inch by inch
Democracy don’t break at once
It bends a little every flinch

He says “Make it great again”
Shout it loud so you don’t think
If every answer is a threat
Tell me - what do we protect?
If every win is his to claim
Who’s responsible for the flame?