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)