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stream blue light - https://fanlink.tv/ghosthandsbluelight video credits: filmed by Andrew Michalko edited by Darien Mak lyrics: now if there’s no story left to tell my eyes can dry out, my bones can melt did i ever care about my health anyway why don’t you save me the screen time no one needs to hit send i don’t need to pretend anymore but i’ve sure as hell gotten good at picking up signal while lying on the floor, i know i’ll keep chasing new highs to realize i’m like everybody else a fiend of the blue light don’t you have some trouble feeling like yourself well how could i not be a photo or story away from running off in the dark a king of the moonlight just howling at reflections of himself we’re starting to float around our rooms addicted to things we’ll never do i promise to make up my mind soon anyway so save me the rundown i won’t hunt for a match i can finally catch my breath but we’ve sure as hell gotten good at building personas, right what could i expect, i know i’ll keep chasing new highs to realize i’m like everybody else a fiend of the blue light don’t you have some trouble feeling like yourself well how could i not be a photo or story away from running off in the dark a king of the moonlight just howling at reflections of himself howling at nothing at all counting and counting the space on the wall and still i feel the same you ask in every way how much do i owe to myself for my mistakes i swear that i’m so close to letting my breath go setting free the butterflies that tell me to stay alone should i stop staring at the sun ‘cause i’m not the only one who went blind from indifference and loving being numb so what’s the point of home if it’s all i’ll ever know i’ll tear apart my curtains and give my first hello