Lyrics:
I don't need growing up
I just want leveling up
Adding new better stats
To feel less insecure
Like in a videogame
This is my life-time
This is my
alright, we can save it for later
but let me know if you change your mind
hold my hand
are you going to the bookshop
by the video-game arcade at the mall
in the kitchen with the tombstone blues
The hysterical bride in the penny arcade
Screaming, she moans, "I've just been made"
Then sends out for
in the kitchen with the tombstone blues
The hysterical bride in the penny arcade
Screaming, she moans, "I've just been made"
Then sends out for
in the kitchen with the tombstone blues
The hysterical bride in the penny arcade
Screaming, she moans, "I've just been made"
Then sends out for
In a small ghost town, there's a little arcade
Where the poltergeists play their videogames
At the top of the roof he says
Game over they said,
in the kitchen with the tombstone blues
The hysterical bride in the penny arcade
Screaming, she moans, "I've just been made"
Then sends out for
the fuse
I'm in the streets
With the tombstone blues
The hysterical bride in the penny arcade
Screaming she moans, "I've just been made"
Then sends
a game
Ima treat it like an arcade
Playin' my character
I'm a act enraged
You read a summary
But you never turn a page
If getting her backs a job
I won't
transfer
I cannot tell what's real i'm asking
Questions to myself with no answers
Just emotions, feelings, vibrations
Mental stimulation
Video-game arcade in
thanks hon!" I make my way past arcade Take a little stroll down the Artist Alley And I see you standing right there Cosplay on point with the white hair
"Gee thanks hon!"
I make my way past arcade
Take a little stroll down the Artist Alley
And I see you standing right there
Cosplay on point with
exposed,
more than ready to hit them shows,
can't wait to tell the haters back at school,
i'm bout to hit national radio.
Verse 3: Raptile
Let me introduce
mind, videogames and screen-time
I'm catching shade? You spent days in an arcade
Invented and perfected by Generation X
Hip-Hop, the internet, and what
the excuse of 'National Security'
By the lying shits who were interested only in saving their political skins.
It didn't matter a fuck to them how many died
I'M SORRY I WAS A BAD FRIEND
BUT I DO REMEMBER YOU WELL
AT THE WETHERSPOON'S IN MUSWELL HILL
CROUCH END TOWN HALL SILENT DISCO
ROWANS ARCADE, FINSBURY
gets towed
cnd through smoke and screeching rubber I found You
“Cruising USc” in the arcade at the mall
Coffee stained Hot Rod mag and a box full
Green Lantern
Ill temper tantrum on national anthem
This is hot shit, better go, get yours
Ha, we burning at shows
The top shit, professionals get
.png/220px-Arcade_(Duncan_Laurence_song).png "Arcade")
.jpg/300px-Arcade_Fire_(27463874647).jpg "Arcade Fire")
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