Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Warm Exit
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Martin Dubessay
Songwriter
Max Poelmann
Songwriter
Valentino Sacchi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Warm Exit
Producer
Lyrics
I'm loosing grip control
I'm loosing grip control
Become The Butcher
Purpose despised
Dignity within means
Power despair
Sufferin your dreams
Living defined
Contageous filthy needs
Tower crumbles
Despair is for me
I'm loosing grip control
I'm loosing grip control
Just become the butcher*8 or so
I'm loosing grip control
I'm loosing grip control
Bite off their noses
Gauging out eyeballs
Five Points no bed of roses
Bad blood is what befalls
Become The Butcher
Bite off their noses gauging out eyeballs
Five Points no bed of roses Bad blood is what befalls
Closed fingers becoming fists for let it be known
That hand trying to strike should be swiftly cut down
Become The Butcher
Written by: Martin Dubessay, Max Poelmann, Valentino Sacchi