Still Life

[Chorus: Murkage Dave]

A lotta pain

Been shooting from the sky

And the tears they fall

Hot like flame don't know why

But still life

Still life finds a way to look gorgeous

And you still look gorgeous, darling

Even though it's all coming to an ending

The whole thing look pretty like a painting

[Slug]

Uh, alright, uh, alright

Uh, alright, uh, okay

Uh, alright, uh, alright

Uh, alright, uh, okay

[Verse 1: Slug]

Until the end of time, that's what we said

Never woulda guessed that there wasn't much time left

There's no precedent to represent it

Might as well have thought that we would float away like dust in the sunset

I wanna put you on the back of my bicycle

And push like I'm peddling the circle of life with you

The sky's falling let me strike all the personal strife

And try to be the best version of the person you like

You know the plan we exist to resist

Just hold my hand till it falls off my wrist

Poison in the well, airborne contagions

Government surveillance and home invasions

We been predicting Armageddon ever since the beginning

Something in weather, something in the war

We been pretending that time's never-ending

This must be how it feels when there's something to live for

[Chorus: Murkage Dave]

A lotta pain

Been shooting from the sky

And the tears they fall

Hot like flame don't know why

But still life

Still life finds a way to look gorgeous

And you still look gorgeous, darling

Even though it's all coming to an ending

The whole thing look pretty like a painting

[Verse 2: Slug]

Do you recall if all of it always felt so out of control

I don't know, but maybe this is simply how it's supposed to go

And if it's still possible

Maybe we should slow down and watch the show

It's like the world's on fire

On top of that my love feels like fire, sirens and flashing lights

I realize this ain't the time to lie you down now

'Cause we should probably find some higher ground now

In the event that this is truly the apocalypse

I don't wanna miss that midnight kiss

If we both still alive when we arrive on the other side

Then forever we can be by each other's side

It's like a bowl full of plastic fruit, paint a picture

The truth never needed an attitude to convince you

Even at your funeral, something's trying to kill you

You always look beautiful to me and you still do

[Chorus: Murkage Dave]

A lotta pain

Been shooting from the sky

And the tears they fall

Hot like flame don't know why

But still life

Still life finds a way to look gorgeous

And you still look gorgeous, darling

Even though it's all coming to an ending

The whole thing look pretty like a painting