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Tiny Glowing Screens, Pt. 3

de Watsky

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

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!

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

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 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

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