Congregation

I've unearthed And I caught you watching The salt of my nerves Cracked and rotten Pick dirt from my nails I bore the same affliction Wracked in guilt The whole congregation I've unearthed A born contradiction The salt of my nerves A life of fiction Every Sunday I'd fail To feel an ounce of presence Wracked in guilt The whole congregation The whole congregation I grew up in faith Forced my own stigmata Tried to make it feel real But that just made it harder I've unearthed And I caught you watching Lay hands on my flesh Of the whole congregation The whole congregation