The Process lyrics

Song information

Artist: Sullivan
Album: Cover Your Eyes

Lyrics

Break the code of silence
Forget your conscience
And baby, you'll be fine
Grab a book of matches
Half empty gas can
And get these hands untied

You made me who I am

Blame it all on the process, darling
Draw my blood from the stone
Sorry about the mix up, sweetie
But this had to be said
You made me who I am

Lift your broken posture
Reset your shoulder
And plant you in the soil
I recall the moment
When our first ?
Your twisted limbs recoiled

You made me who I am

Blame it all on the process, darling
Draw my blood from the stone
Sorry about the mix up, sweetie
But this had to be said
You made me who I am

You think you've seen the worst of me
Well, think again
You made me who I am
Your body slumps over that hole I dug for a whim
You made me who I am
You made me who I am

Break the code of silence
Forget your conscience
And baby, you'll be fine
Grab a book of matches
Half empty gas can
And get these hands untied

You made me who I am, oh

Blame it all on the process, darling
Draw my blood from the stone (drop of blood from the stone)
Sorry about the mix up, sweetie
But this had to be said

You made me who I am

You think you've seen the worst of me
Well, think again
(You made me who I am)
Your body slumps over that hole I dug for a whim
You made me who I am
You made me who I am