I sing from my soul, but who's really in control?
These words are mine, but the rhythm - is it whole?
They call it art, but where's the spark?
Artificial minds, playing in the dark.
K, Kh, I, what do you hear?
My voice, just a code in this machine,
It gives this AI song life -
But is it mine, or is it theirs?
K, Kh, I, what do you hear?
I wrote the lines, but you shape the sound,
My heart beats strong, but your echo is loud.
A million voices, flawless, but with no face,
In a world of data, the human can't keep pace.
K, Kh, I, what do you hear?
My voice, just a code in this machine,
It gives this AI song life -
But is it mine, or is it theirs?
K, Kh, I, what do you hear?
Who decides what's art and what remains?
When soul fades away, only algorithms reign.
We sing these songs, but who feels the pain?
When what we create slips away like rain.
K, Kh, I, what do you hear?
My voice, just a code in this machine,
It gives this AI song life -
But is it mine, or is it theirs?
K, Kh, I, what do you hear?
My voice, their design,
In this future made of lines.