Blue Light

Hey kid, heard you stayed out last night 'til after dark

And I heard you're psyched to be nothing

Reading, moving your mouth with words that can't compare

To the way it feels to be nothing

Over the radio somebody's son

"We've got arguments and they've got guns"

Over the radio somebody sung:

"We've got arguments and they've got guns"

Every single time you hear that

You know, but you just can't turn it off the way used to

The buzzing lullabye of blue light

Every single time you hear that

You know, but you just can't turn it off the way used to

The buzzing lullabye of blue light

Hey kid, heard you were quite the hit around the way

I heard you're psyched to be nothing

We go acting like somebody else who care to know

Hey, look, we're doing something

Over the radio somebody's son

"We've got arguments and they've got guns"

Over the radio somebody sung:

"We've got arguments and they've got guns"

Every single time you hear that

You know, but you just can't turn it off the way used to

The buzzing lullabye of blue light

Every single time you hear that

You know, but you just can't turn it off the way used to

The buzzing lullabye of blue light

Kid, I heard dreams are mathematical now

Kid, you can't wait, dreams are mathematical now