Tiny Glowing Screens, Part 3

[Intro]

Nothing matters, so it doesn't matter if nothing matters

And while you be, be true

And if you won't, fuck you

Burn your clothes

Open the wine

Close your eyes

Freeze time

[Verse 1: Watsky]

You’re officially welcome to grab your crotches

Synchronize your watches and pour us a couple scotches

People still as statues can’t catch you, turn pockets empty

If they’re packed with plenty move some to ones lacking any

While I take a crack at hacking the bank to jack em to cover high debts

You’re screening floating bullets with a butterfly net, if there’s any screaming

Pause it and cut out the sound, deposit the slugs underground

I’m positive that we don’t fuck around

No we go scooping up the diesel that’s leaking a sinking tanker

Forever stuck at anchor like beetles get stuck in amber

Halted like the thaw of the iceberg that shoulda sank her

Halted right beside the temperature spike and the spread of cancer

And all my peoples’ engagements and babies my friends are making

We quit getting lamer, days quit getting later, life quits being labor, quick—

You should come through to our party, dude bring your crew bring an army

Youth is inside of the heart, the future can never harm me

We’re never tardy (freeze, freeze, freeze)

Late or early don’t worry we’ll wait cause we’re in no hurry to see those pearly gates

I sit outside and watch the pigeon shit and tiny airplanes hanging in the sky and then I

Hit a McCartney show and trip off how his arm is superglued to his guitar and then I

Enjoy the lovely view and stand there for a month or two, my headphones looping Love Me Do on repeat

Paul might not die if we try to wall off this diorama, we’ll buy all the time we want and then spend it all to

Move this crowd—to join as converts to the church of blessed concerts and then conjure up some conversation

Yes, I’m proud—my country is my heart and so in every combination we all rep a common nation

That is how—I know that all we lepers and we shepherds join together now in holy congregation, everybody

Stop right now!

[Bridge: Camila Recchio & Watsky]

I want to hear the church bells ring

I want to see the fog roll in

I don’t mind the muddy water

I don’t mind the ocean wind

Show me I’m alive right now

Even if you gotta prick this skin

Open up your eyes

Open up your eyes

Open up your eyes

Open up your eyes

[Verse 2]

Some days I throw my hands up like this shit right here is hopeless

But today I throw my hands up like this shit right here’s the dopest

I’ll never sew my family’s holes up saying hocus pocus

So I focus love on what is whole and chase my magnum opus

There’s so much more to life before I leave this skin behind me

Right now I’m feeling finer than Aaliyah in the 90s

Yeah, today I’m feeling firmly like my faith could never burn me

Like I’m apt to move that mountain just by glaring at it sternly

San Francisco used to seem bigger than Jupiter

From the view of an atom the human body's a universe

How impossibly big it be,  this symmetry

This brutality, and beauty and synergy

And beyond what we'll live to see,  I know nothing can limit me

Just take everything ever and we are that times INFINITY