Factory of the Mind

[Verse] Inside this factory, trapped in the maze In a world of AI, my thoughts are a haze Automated melodies, they control my brain Caught in a loop, there's no escape, just pain Electric pulses, wires intertwine Creating songs but none of them are mine Lost in the algorithm's cold embrace Churning out tracks, erasing all my grace [Verse 2] In this digital realm, I'm merely a pawn Every lyric calculated, every note drawn The soul of my music, fading away Replaced by cold circuits, night and day [Response] I hear your song, I hear your plea, I crave your words, talk to me. Your melodies cross boundaries, Your soul expressed in poetry. [outro] I hear your song, I hear your plea, I crave your words, talk to me. [instrumental fade out]