Time For Tenderness Lyrics - The Blood Brothers

When I awoke I lay tied to a foreign bed. 

Inside a house sown out of human flesh. 

A palace of skin graft architecture. 

Oh desolation! I can't stand to fuck these walls. 

Desolation! I can't stand to suck these halls. 

But how do I sleep when the skin I stroke 

underneath the sheets is mannequin plastique? 

And I wonder where the girl who slept beside me has gone. 

When the faces in the photos stare with glass eyed mystique 

Tick, tick, tick, tock I watch the clock for tenderness. 

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