Fugitive Orchestra - Tomahawk Caress
It’s slipping through my fingers like a castle made of sand
You can read it in the paper, you can get it on demand
Round here it gets so hot, the concrete slips right off the streets
Monsters coming out of hiding, crawling underneath your sheets
But you know I love the feel of your tomahawk caress
Got your finger on the button babe, you ain’t nothing like the rest
But if you feel my touch grow cold, like the settling of doubts
March over my borders babe, raze it all into the ground
We can see it in your eyes like it’s written on your face
Your office is in ruins, your country’s been disgraced
With yes-men all around you - they’re all complicit in your game
But their children’s children’s children will still be cursing out your name
You know I love the feel of your tomahawk caress
Got your finger on the button babe, you ain’t nothing like the rest
But if you feel my touch grow cold, like the settling of doubts
March over my borders babe, raze it all into the ground
Some ten years later, someone’s surveying the scene
People have rebuilt, and wounds have all been cleaned
There are houses built near the craters, in the remnants of our love
But if you want to keep your conscience clean - you’re gonna have to cover it up
You’re gonna have to cover it up
You’re gonna have to cover it up
You’re gonna have to cover it up
You’re gonna have to cover it up
You’re gonna have to cover it up
You’re gonna have to cover it up
You know I love the feel of your tomahawk caress
Got your finger on the button babe, you ain’t nothing like the rest
If you feel my touch grow cold, like the settling of doubts
March over my borders babe, raze it all into the ground
You know I love the feel of your tomahawk caress
Got your finger on the button babe, you ain’t nothing like the rest
If you feel my touch grow cold, like the settling of doubts
March over my borders babe, raze it all into the ground
You’re gonna have to cover it up
You’re gonna have to cover it up
You’re gonna have to cover it up
Written by:
James Tattington
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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music
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