Taskforce - Tears On My Pillowcase lyrics
[Taskforce - Tears On My Pillowcase lyrics]
Splash through the gutters in a
Dirty pair of trainers
Night breeds hunters, packs of hyenas
Crowd 'round London like rats in the sewers
Wolf fang's glisten, plague of the demons
Dark in the streets
While the whole worlds sleepin’
Dinosaur footprints, dawn of the caveman
Walk barefoot on this bloodstained pavement
Spawn of the reaper birth of Omega
Nail to a cross in the realms of a traitor
Trails of a blazer, tracks of a Sasquatch
Shook on the streets like
Police with no backup
The Thirteenth apostle, staircase mongrels
Heat up the scene like an active volcano
Ironblade villains
Both eyes crimson burn from within
In the flames of my wisdom
Dance of a pagan, chains of a victim
Move through the heath like a
Fox and it's vixen voice of addiction
Shadow of a nightmare
Harrowing darkness overpowers lightyears
Heroines and heroes christ child
Chemistry- love on these
Streets is like life in a cemetery
Born in a bloodbath after my therapist
Trapped in my cell awaiting experiments
David & Goliath the mouse and the Elephant
The dwarf and the giants
The world and it's elements
Darkness and light: the two are in everything
The pain scars deep
I need some more sedatives
There's tears on my pillowcase
Raging a red cloud
Wearing a nightgown forged by a counterfeit
Son of a dead clone lost in the candlelight
Sit by my side
And then blow out the smoke cloud
There's tears on my pillowcase
Raging a red cloud
Wearing a nightgown forged by a counterfeit
Son of a dead clone lost in the candlelight
Sit by my side
And then blow out the smoke cloud
Holy storm crows and Morse code the Unknown
Death walks the main road
It's the slow way home
Lost souls who reached out and faced evil
Forcefields and broken church steeples
Faithless in the depths of a devil's darkness
Pray your harness the light and grasp it
Take charge of the magic carpet
Fake gods shouldn't challenge a starkid
I'm aching for Armageddon
And break the chains of a modern caveman
Head locked in an iron mask
Stunting my growth
My face covered in a broken glass
Halve my chances and starve
Until my bones show
And then threw myself through a window
Brain showered in a glimmer of hope here
The General of Souls gone clear
More tears on my pillowcase
It's all too much
Wipe the tears from my face and
Look up to find God
There's tears on my pillowcase
Raging a red cloud
Wearing a nightgown forged by a counterfeit
Son of a dead clone lost in the candlelight
Sit by my side
And then blow out the smoke cloud
There's tears on my pillowcase
Raging a red cloud
Wearing a nightgown forged by a counterfeit
Son of a dead clone lost in the candlelight
Sit by my side
And then blow out the smoke cloud
("As I roam in the street
My mind flows slow when I dream
Hidden in the dark of the shadows"
"I walk silent and talk science
My whole world's overcast
So I live in the dark"
"I'm a deep cat
I tend to observe more than I speak"
"Knowledge that we drop"
"Heavy on the eyelid" "Out there"
"The city's sick like disease and
It can't be cured"
"But, of course, life's harsh"
"Life's harsh"
"But, of course, life's harsh"
"Life's harsh")