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The Process Songtext
von Sullivan

The Process Songtext

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 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 I first struck and
Your twisted limbs recoiled

You made me who I am


Blame it 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 when
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 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 when
You made me who I am
You made me who I am

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