Way you reachStraightStraight through meAs if you could feelSin on meMurmur your hymnAnd make me cleanMake me clean againMay you reach (straight straight through me)You leave my bones up on the shoreYou leave my limbs out to be rippedYou leave my skin out to be wornI cannot reconcile with thisCause I feel I’ve been this way beforeWas it in death? I can't recallI need your witness to be bornBut you just miss the way I wasI feel desire you've been lovelyYou've got it badBut this isn't me no he's not meCorridors haunted the ghost of meYou've got it badBut don't call meNo don't call mecall mecall mecall mecall meWho should I be?