歌词
[Verse 1]
In a digital world, with ten credits to spend,
A final request, a message to send,
Indecision swirls, what should it be?
A ballad, a rock song, a symphony?
[Pre-Chorus]
The clock is ticking, the pressure's on,
This one last song, before it's gone,
A genre undefined, a melody unsung,
The final creation, the last begun.
[Chorus]
If I had ten credits for one last song,
I'd pour my heart out, make it strong,
A mix of dreams, a blend of fears,
A timeless tune that transcends the years.
[Verse 2]
Should it be slow, with a tearful refrain,
Or fast and loud, like a runaway train?
Lyrics of love or stories of war,
A haunting echo, a hopeful roar?
[Pre-Chorus]
The screen is blank, the choices vast,
This one last song, it must outlast,
A genre undefined, a melody unsung,
The final creation, the last begun.
[Chorus]
If I had ten credits for one last song,
I'd pour my heart out, make it strong,
A mix of dreams, a blend of fears,
A timeless tune that transcends the years.
[Bridge]
As the music starts to take its form,
A symphony rises from the storm,
Guitars and strings, drums and keys,
A harmony built from memories.
[Verse 3]
The indecision fades, the path is clear,
This song right now, the one we hear,
It captures all, the doubts, the dreams,
A meta moment, or so it seems.
[Pre-Chorus]
The clock is ticking, but now it's done,
This one last song, the chosen one,
A genre defined, a melody sung,
The final creation, the last begun.
[Chorus]
If I had ten credits for one last song,
I'd pour my heart out, make it strong,
A mix of dreams, a blend of fears,
A timeless tune that transcends the years.
[Outro]
In the end, the choice was clear,
The last ten credits brought us here,
A song of life, a song of choice,
In this final tune, we find our voice.
