[Male falsetto only from first word to last] [Driving four-on-the-floor, 808s, cold synths, soul warmth] [Brass and strings cinematic, not a drop] [Intro — cold synths, pulsing 808, chopped vocal sample] [Verse 1 — male falsetto, slow glides] I found the Rolls and it didn’t forgive me Chrome like a mirror that wouldn’t stay kind The lifestyle I purchased was wardrobe and mileage A quiet performance I sold as a life LA looked holy from the wrong kind of distance A postcard that rotting when you live in the light Now the illusion is peeling in sheets off the morning And I can’t put the city back on and look right [Pre-Chorus — rising brass] It’s all fake I can say it now It’s all fake It still won’t come down [Chorus — resonant falsetto] The facade is cracking The truth coming through My Rolls Royce lifestyle Was a beautiful untrue The illusion of LA Is falling apart in my hands I’m left disillusioned Miserable Knowing what I am I wanted the dream I got the set I can’t unknow it I can’t leave it yet [Verse 2 — falsetto] Every valet was a priest of the story Every night drive a sermon in glass I thought the hills would complete me if I parked there often They only completed the shape of the mask I’m miserable in a way that still looks like winning That’s the cruelest trick the city can do Let you keep the keys while it takes the meaning Let you keep the view while it takes the you [Pre-Chorus] It’s all fake I can say it now It’s all fake It still won’t come down [Chorus] The facade is cracking The truth coming through My Rolls Royce lifestyle Was a beautiful untrue The illusion of LA Is falling apart in my hands I’m left disillusioned Miserable Knowing what I am I wanted the dream I got the set I can’t unknow it I can’t leave it yet [Bridge — thins to strings and brass, vocoded loops] I see the seam in the skyline I see the paint on the palm I see the man in the lobby Who doesn’t know how to be calm Truth doesn’t save you It only arrives And sits in the backseat For the rest of the drive [Final Chorus — full orchestral, emotional falsetto] The facade is cracking I live in the split My lifestyle was theatre I bought every bit The illusion of LA Can’t close its mouth I’m left with the knowing And I can’t get out Disillusioned Miserable Awake in the fake The truth came through And it wouldn’t wait [Outro — fading brass, vocoded loops]
