Tiny Glowing Screens, Pt. 3 Lyrics - 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 

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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 

Open up your eyes 

Open up your eyes 

Open up your eyes 

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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