Carpool Deepfake

Sittin' in the car from a long day after school
And I'd be so tired from trying to play it cool
I got my tucked shirt, baggy jeans, put it on as long as it's new
Cause I got no style till everyone says it's true
Got me howlin' in the lunch lot, all they say to me is there is no moon
But I don't wanna hide behind the pick-me's and pick-me-too's
Because I'm marching to my own drum but not until you count off a one-and-two
Strumming my guitar, but I can't even play the blues
Coughing up my lungs in the backseat, look like a tool
Could I be so fine with having to play the fool
I got a scuffed face, deepfaked, so they can never tell who's who
But even with my faces, I couldn't make one that's true
Feeling like it's all day, when we're all playing The Game of Truth
So I don't wanna lie, you know I can't tell between the two
But then if no one fucks up, what the fuck are they supposed to give meaning to
Looking down from above, like I don't give into the rules
Coughing up my lungs in the backseat, look like a tool
Could I be so fine with having to play the fool
I got a scuffed face, deepfaked, so they can never tell who's who
But even with my faces, I couldn't make one that's true