Prospective - Fake Routine (Official Video)

Official music video for Prospective's new single Fake Routine

Listen to Fake Routine here: https://prospective.bfan.link/fakeroutine
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Produced by Flavio Cacciari and Federico Ascari
Additional production by Davide Aroldi
Mixed and Mastered by Federico Ascari

Directed, filmed, & edited by Damiano Affinito IG: @damiano_affinito
DOP: Damiano Affinito
1st AD: Alberto Pagliuca
Gaffer: Andrea Moserle
Set Assistant: Greta Coati
VFX: Gianfilippo Sorato
Set Designer: Andrea Moserle
Model: Laura Ammirabile IG: @laura_ammirabile
MUA: Domiziana Clemente IG: @mirimiziah_mua
Lights & Service: Moses Production
Special thanks to: Ohwly Mgmt, Believe, Skervesen Guitar, Dingwall Guitars, Trust Nobody.

Lyrics:
FAKE!

Welcome, the show’s about to start here
Can’t you see all the actors putting on their mask
They look like machines counting numbers
Watching those screens waiting for fake hearts

I find no God in this world of connections
It’s all about fiction, we live with no passion
I’ve had enough of these false interactions
It makes you feel loved but it’s just a misconception

Do I know, do I know all of these people around me?
Or is it all a lie? How can I know the difference?
Recognize, analyze all of the patterns that I see
And try to avoid the same mistakes I made in my life
In this fake routine

Again, my God, it will never end,
I am so sick of this pain inside,
But I’ll never break
You’ll never break me
Again

Do I know, do I know all of these people around me?
Or is it all a lie? How can I know the difference?
Recognize, analyze all of the patterns that I see
And try to avoid the same mistakes I made in my life
In this fake routine

Everything you see is false
Real people fake life
We don't matter anymore
We're Just views, we're just fine
How can you like this
How can you like this
How can you like this

Wish you dead
I wish you dead
Wish you dead

I will find no God
In this messed-up world
You are fake
I am fake
We are fake

No more words to say
Just few things remain
Not my sanity

No more god
No more god
No more god
No more god

We're already dead