[Spoken: Watsky]
You guys came very close but I did not touch the ground
That was like, like the worlds losest trampoline
If you are alive, If you have blood pumping through your veins and capillaries Los Angeles, take your arms and raise them to the sky and rock with us one last time
Part 1:
[Chorus: Camilla Recchio]
And when the sun burns out
We’ll light the world with tiny glowing screens
Tiny glowing screens, glowing screens
And when the sun burns out
We’ll light the world with tiny glowing screens
Tiny glowing screens
[Verse 1]
I’ve seen a person go to shows and raise a lighter app
But if you’re at my concert please don’t ever try that crap
Let’s set fire to the heavens
Turn the motherfucking speakers to 11, this is Spinal Tap
The future might defeat me, the internet can eat me
It really tastes like chicken when I bite the hand that feeds me
And I say me me, me me, play my CD, CD
Yes indeedy deedy
We be greedy and it’s tragic that we yawn
We got every gadget but don’t care there’s magic in our palm
‘Cause it’s been getting so hot, I can feel the slow rot
But let’s not die before we get to fuck a robot
Because we all need something to live for, something to live for, something to live for
We all need something to live for, something to live for
You guys came very close but I did not touch the ground
That was like, like the worlds losest trampoline
If you are alive, If you have blood pumping through your veins and capillaries Los Angeles, take your arms and raise them to the sky and rock with us one last time
Part 1:
[Chorus: Camilla Recchio]
And when the sun burns out
We’ll light the world with tiny glowing screens
Tiny glowing screens, glowing screens
And when the sun burns out
We’ll light the world with tiny glowing screens
Tiny glowing screens
[Verse 1]
I’ve seen a person go to shows and raise a lighter app
But if you’re at my concert please don’t ever try that crap
Let’s set fire to the heavens
Turn the motherfucking speakers to 11, this is Spinal Tap
The future might defeat me, the internet can eat me
It really tastes like chicken when I bite the hand that feeds me
And I say me me, me me, play my CD, CD
Yes indeedy deedy
We be greedy and it’s tragic that we yawn
We got every gadget but don’t care there’s magic in our palm
‘Cause it’s been getting so hot, I can feel the slow rot
But let’s not die before we get to fuck a robot
Because we all need something to live for, something to live for, something to live for
We all need something to live for, something to live for
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