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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 ?
Sorry I'm not the ? , 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 ? and
Your twisted limbs recoiled

You made me who I am

Blame it on the process, darling
Draw my blood from the ?
Sorry I'm not the ? , 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 the hole I dug for ?
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 ?
Sorry I'm not the ? , 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 the hole I dug for ?
You made me who I am
You made me who I am
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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

my favorite song of the new album, not the best but my favorite for sure

Cover art for The Process lyrics by Sullivan

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 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 all on the process, darling Draw my blood from 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 a 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 all on the process, darling Draw my blood from 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 a hole I dug for when You made me who I am You made me who I am

i'm pretty sure these are the correct lyrics.

Cover art for The Process lyrics by Sullivan

they are

Cover art for The Process lyrics by Sullivan

these guys need more credit for their great fucking music. it makes me sad that the best bands are indie and don't get recognized.. people who read this have to try listening to marianas trench, they're even better then sullivan, sorry brooks ahha.. but they're not well known in america at all so it makes me sad:(