מילים לשיר Time For Tenderness – 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.
I can't stand to suck these halls.
But how do I sleep when the skin I stroke underneath the sheets is
Desolation!
mannequin platique?
And i wonder where the girl who slept beside me has gone. Tick, Tick, Tick, Tock
When the faces in the photos stare with glass eyed mistique.
I watch the clock for tenderness.