From Later - Lonely Arcade (feat. Élah) Lyrics

I came into this venue, encouraging myself
Certain of myself, worthy of my self
Unrestricted menu: searching for my self
Unsure of myself, murky little self

And we drudged through the mud
From the garden to be
In this lonely arcade
With its holy machines
That we made to reduce
What we do to produce
What we need to be made
To be useless and free

At closing time, who are you? Who are you?
In Paradise, what will you do? Who are you?

What do we resemble? Mirror of my self
Theatre of my self, weaker than myself
What have we assembled? Freer of my self
Greater than my self, weirder than my self

In this lonely arcade
With its cheeky machines
And the Leisure Decree
That we made and conceived
Out of tungsten and gold
From our codes, of our genes
From our muscle and bone
And our low self esteems

At closing time, who are you? Who are you?
We're paralyzed. Who are you? What will you do? Who are you?