Coup De Grace

Take the Christ figurine and take the plates
It reeks of you and me in this whole place

Don’t wanna feel any little eyes cryin’
For their daughter-in-law’s dead little diamond

If you can take it, then I can take it
I can shake dry

Intuition and unchecked violence
And lucky number 9

Suddenly it’s not so prudent to bank on a dream
You still wear my things

Take the Christ figurine and take the plates
It’s hard to say whose hands are dirtier these days

Don’t wanna feel any little eyes on me
Well, there’s much to be seen that will haunt me

If you can take it, then I can take it
I can play nice

Duckin’ sallies in the uncanny valley
With an armful of edelweiss

Suddenly it’s not so prudent to bathe in rose, honey
Truth be told, I long for longing

If you can take it, I think I can take it
If you can take it, I think I can take it

Thumbprints on the glasses
Your rorschach face in the ashes

You’re a bird of paradise
Deliver your coup de grâce

Nicely