| | The Process Lyrics Artist(Band):Sullivan
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 If you find some error in The Process Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song The Process The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Sullivan" Music | |
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