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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 Uh, alright, uh, alright Uh, alright, uh, okay Uh, alright, uh, alright Uh, alright, uh, okay 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 Letras de cancionesJust 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 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 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 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 From Letras Mania