The Process Lyrics

It's all just part of the process

You serve till they let you taste

Trade a pound of flesh

For a horrific mess

This is your moment

Go, make haste!

Crooked paths sticks and stones

Buried dreams Broken bones

Crooked paths sticks and stones

Buried dreams Broken bones

it's all just part of the process

It's all just part of the process

Bite your tongue

Till it swells and you feel the burst

Swallow hard

Let the iron quench your thirst

Choke on your vomit

So they know you really want it

You're not the last

You weren't the first

Crooked path sticks and stones

Buried dreams Broken bones

Over reached overthrown

Burn away die alone

It's all just part of the process

It's all just part of the process

It's all just part of the process

Don't question the diagnostics

Throw your fist in the air if you feel supreme

You'll be back to shovel shit for a monarch regime

It never changes or rearranges

It sputters and breaks

Shoved back together with tape

Make it count make yourself sick

Splatter brains on the wall till you see something stick

Make it count make yourself sick

Splatter brains on the wall till you see something stick

I guess they call this progress

It's all just part of the process

It's all just part of the process

It's all just part of the process

Don't question the diagnostics