Time For Tenderness

Artists : Blood Brothers, The : Time For Tenderness

When I awoke I lay tied to a foreign bed
Inside a house sown out of human flesh
A palace

Oh desolation!
I can't stand to fuck these walls (x4)
Desolation
I can't stand to suck these halls

Tick, tick, tick, tock
I watch the clock for tenderness yeah (x4)

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

I need some time