Dad Bod - Coup De Grace

Conversation hits a wall
House of cards it starts to fall
Life's too short to be this way
Running out of words to say

And I don't know
Just where we'll go
When evening turns to night
I'm not meant to be afraid
I'm not really built this way
All these things are taking me
Oh so long

Blackout, blackout
Give me the coup de grace
It breaks, it breaks
Another, another

One more chance to make it work
Stand in friends are just a perk
This thing's a bitch and it's a bore
Keep on coming back for more

And I don't know
Just where we'll go
When evening turns to night
I'm not meant to be afraid
I'm not really built this way
All these things are taking me
Oh so long

Blackout, blackout
Give me the coup de grace
It breaks, it breaks
Another, another

Written by:
Jesse Reaves

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