They said sleep is for the weak
And gave into the mantra
The scene was derelict
The Facebook propaganda
My lighter is a candle
That ignites my slim innocence
And I see how it's just so dope
But I liked the blue brittleness

Of the nighttime (wake up, wake up, wake up)
Of the nighttime (wake up, wake up, wake up)
Of the nighttime (oh-oh, in the nighttime, oh-oh)
Of the nighttime (oh-oh, in the nighttime, oh-oh)

Curious camgirls
Cruel and kind cherry boys
They were restless for those refills
Superimposed on a green screen
Your aimless web surfing
And arranged brain battling
I just wanted to be our crumb
Sitting like a clot in my brain

In the nighttime (wake up, wake up, wake up)
In the nighttime (wake up, wake up, wake up)
In the nighttime (oh-oh, in the nighttime, oh-oh)
In the nighttime (oh-oh, in the nighttime, oh-oh)

Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh

In the nighttime (oh-oh, in the nighttime, oh-oh)
In the nighttime (oh-oh, in the nighttime, oh-oh)
In the nighttime (oh-oh, in the nighttime, oh-oh)
In the nighttime (oh-oh, in the nighttime, oh-oh)
In the nighttime (wake up, wake up, wake up)