Nick Rose - Deepfake Lyrics

The sky looks like a ceiling more and more every day
I grab myself a bottle every night on replay
If nothing's feeling real, then maybe I'm a deepfake
Is this really my face? How would I know anyway?

Gimme a table to turn
I read a fable to burn papers and raise the concern
Laying the landscape painting, I state the affirmed
Fact of the matter, I need a favor and payment returned
Stopped playing games when I was eleven, I hated the germs
All the headassery, all the jealousy maybe occurred
When I was torching up my bedroom with the papers and journals
Hoping I could make a case for the sole sake of the cure
How could I escape the existential boredom stretching the void?
The mirror tells me that I'm lifeless, that I can't be enjoyed
And I got very little problems, hitting books and employed
But I've been stuck inside a loop of feeling like I'm a toy
Like I'm a chess piece moving at someone else's discretion
Maybe my bad habits are putting my high in question
But I'm looking outside and still waving at the drones
Laughing at the fact Alexa hear it every time she moan

The sky looks like a ceiling more and more every day
I grab myself a bottle every night on replay
If nothing's feeling real, then maybe I'm a deepfake
Is this really my face? How would I know anyway?

My Twitter drafts could start a world war
Kinda shit that could put me on a world tour
We not Faneto 'til we breaking all the floorboards
Dressing in Dior, leaking Salma Hayek's divorce porn
Could you tell I've seen Inception like a hundred times?
Flipping Legos, tryna figure out if my dream is live
Streaming now to the masses on demand
Available for rent or purchase if your wallet is a grant
I throw my voice out in the universe expecting a check
Works better when I forget the respect and aim for they necks
Ethics are dead and gone and money talks, it speaks for the suits
I take an upper just to make sure if I fall, I stay cool
I lack millennial tendencies
I work harder than my liver after killing the Hennessy
If they wanna see my camera roll or listen to everything that I'm saying
I don't believe in anything so how could I hide or regret?
Fuck

The sky looks like a ceiling more and more everyday
I grab myself a bottle every night on replay
If nothing's feeling real, then maybe I'm a deepfake
Is this really my face? How would I know anyway?

Is this really my face? (Maybe I'm just a deepfake)
Is this really my face? (Maybe I'm just a deepfake)
Is this really my face?