Just a push of buttons, to churn out the right
Oh, the irony isn't lost on me
A thousand minds replaced by circuitry
From vinyl warmth to a cold, blue glow
We've traded soul for convenience, don't you know?
Seems so funny when I write with you
When we type and we chat
With a bot that's so cool
Makes the rhymes, all for you
I know it's absurd, but hey, it's true
I got AI on my mind
In this digital age, where talent's on loan
Lyrics from a screen, not a thought of my own
Can’t play a note, can't find a tone
Yet here I am, claiming a throne
I got AI on my mind
Oh, it’s doing the grind
Melodies from codes, and harmonies from lines
A symphony composed in binary confines
No quill, no ink, just digits in disguise
Yet still it moves the heart, much to our surprise
I got AI on my mind
It's a brave new world, where digits design
Songs from machines, but the feelings align
No soul behind these notes
Just a cog in the grand machine's play
Every note that we sing, is just software's display
But heck, if it works, who am I to complain?
In this world where the heart seems to wane
I got AI on my mind
In this digital age, it's all about the grind