Arcade Streetlights melt into violet rain Cold hands wrapped round my aching brain Fluorescent ghosts by the old pinball lights Everybody looks blurry tonight Ticket machines hum quietly Like they remember things about me There’s a girl in black by the broken screen Says, “You’ve been here before in your dreams…” Head spinning slow Neon halo Somewhere between sick and alive In the fever dream arcade Lost souls glow in pixel rain Every heartbeat skips a frame But I stay, I stay In the fever dream arcade Purple smoke and razor blades All the broken kids still play Till daylight fades away Carousel music under the floor Static voices through the corridor The claw machine never lets things go Still holding hearts from years ago The air tastes sweet like medicine Like bad decisions and melatonin Outside the world keeps moving on But in here the night goes on and on Blurred faces Soft vibrations Flickering gods in empty stations One more coin One more life Stay here with me tonight
