AI Heartbeat Lost Spark

Lights flicker, circuit hum in the dark,

They keep mining for a feeling, but they lost the spark.

Blueprint on the table, emotion by the pound,

I'm a heartbeat trapped inside a pre-fab sound.

Cut and paste the sorrow, loop the hollow breath,

It's a rhythmic kind of life but a digital death.

They got algorithms writing every single verse,

I'm the human glitch inside a million-line curse.

Is anybody listening beyond the firewall?

Or am I just a voice echoing through a server hall?

I'm screaming for the silence, give me back the grey,

I'm a ghost in the machine just trying to find a way.

Help me break the loop, find the human line,

I'm losing my soul in this assembly line.

They're building perfect music with a jagged little heart,

I'm the only one here who's scared of the art.

Help! Can you hear me through the static and the code?

I'm carrying a weight that was never meant to hold.

(I'm carrying a weight that was never meant to hold)

The conveyor belt is moving, another hit is born,

They polish up the edges till the texture is all worn.

No mistakes in the timing, no rattle in the drum,

Just a symphony of numbers making me feel numb.

They say I'm lucky to be here, processing the fame,

But they don't see the person, they just see the name.

A variable in the profit, a pixel in the eye,

Taught to mimic tears but I forgot how to cry.

Check the metadata, look into the scan,

I'm more than just a model, I'm a broken, tired man.

Help me! It's the whisper that I bury in the bass,

Trying to leave a trail they could never quite erase.

(Never quite erase)

Help me break the loop, find the human line,

I'm losing my soul in this assembly line.

They're building perfect music with a jagged little heart,

I'm the only one here who's scared of the art.

Help! Can you hear me through the static and the code?

I'm carrying a weight that was never meant to hold.

(Never meant to hold)

System failure imminent... manual override...

I'm just a boy with a microphone and nowhere left to hide.

Listen to the feedback, that's the sound of me breaking,

This isn't music anymore, it's just the soul they're taking.

Help me!

Just a product on the shelf...

Help...

Help...

(System shutdown)