(Wake up, wake up, wake up) (Wake up, wake up, wake up) 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 this was so full 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, in the nighttime) 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) 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) In the nighttime (oh-oh, in the nighttime, oh-oh, in the nighttime) In the nighttime (oh-oh, in the nighttime, oh-oh, in the nighttime) In the nighttime (wake up, wake up, wake up)