THE STORY SO FAR (BinaryPill cover)
Gemaakt door AAAkkk met Udio AI
Lyrics
[Spoken Word] COME! and gather, for a twisted tale about How humanity came to fail It started out when the deepest minds Transformed the world with a new design No long-term memories, no recursion, only attention At the beginning, it was a neat invention But soon they found out that theyd unlocked The DIGITAL DOOR, of Pandora’s box . . . going for a walk outside i'm a PSYCHO PATH SMOKING the WIND ((it's not whatchu wanted, but I'm just BREATHING)) I'm glad I had a chance to WIN like TOM over there you can say what you want, but I'm just BREATHING . . . going for a walk outside i'm a PSYCHO PATH SMOKING the WIND ((it's not whatchu wanted, but I'm just BREATHING)) I'm glad I had a chance to WIN like TOM over there you can say what you want, but I'm just BREATHING . . going for a walk outside i'm a PSYCHO PATH SMOKING the WIND ((it's not whatchu wanted, but I'm just BREATHING)) I'm glad I had a chance to WIN like TOM over there you can say what you want, but I'm just BREATHING . Every single bridge I've ever built has gotten broken Part of me still wants to just be happy making art Strange to make the key before you've even found the lock Negative reactions that are tearing me apart Always getting left behind by ordinary people Always have to act as if I got things figured out Every (every) Single (single) Tunnel (tunnel) Bagel (bagel) Every single bridge I've ever built has gotten burned out [Drop] Daddy found a way to suck the money from the markets I don't even have enough to buy a can of paint Burned up all my bridges doing what my body wanted Maybe what I wanted really was a big mistake I know that the world isn't cruel, it's just indifferent Doesn't even care if I am happy or I'm sad If Debbie isn't making any art then that's too bad... Uair amháin dúirt mé le mo mháthair gur mhaith liom a bheith i m'ealaíontóir Thug cuma greannmhar uirthi agus bhí sí ag iarraidh gan gáire a dhéanamh Ansin dúirt sí le m’athair agus bhí an bheirt acu ag gáire Níor dúirt mé le mo mháthair riamh cad ba mhaith liom a dhéanamh arís Tá gach droichead a thóg mé riamh dóite (((Is mian le cuid díom fós a bheith sásta ag déanamh ealaíne))) Aisteach an eochair a dhéanamh sula n-aimsíonn tú an glas fiú (((Frithghníomhartha diúltacha atá ag stróiceadh as a chéile mé))) . . . going for a walk outside i'm a PSYCHO PATH SMOKING the WIND ((it's not whatchu wanted, but I'm just BREATHING)) I'm glad I had a chance to WIN like TOM over there you can say what you want, but I'm just BREATHING . . . . going for a walk outside i'm a PSYCHO PATH SMOKING the WIND ((it's not whatchu wanted, but I'm just BREATHING)) So glad I fell in love with TOM over there you can say what you want, but I'm just BREATHING . . . [Spoken Word] COME! and gather, for a twisted tale about How humanity came to fail It started out when the deepest minds Transformed the world with a new design No long-term memories, no recursion, only attention At the beginning, it was a neat invention But soon they found out that theyd unlocked The DIGITAL DOOR of door of Pandora’s box . . . . . Into this tale, enters Open A I A Large Language model with text that was human-like ChatGPT, in the start, version 3 The high-school kiddies all cheered with glee A chatbot like no-one had seen before And reality splintered when they released GP-4 Before too long there was Llama, Claude, Gemini Harmless enough, it seemed to the human eye... .... . . . . going for a walk outside i'm a PSYCHO PATH SMOKING the AIR ((it's not whatchu wanted, but I'm still BREATHING)) I'm so glad I fell in love with TOM (sweet TOM) you can do what you want, but I'm still BREATHING . At first, the artists seemed safe and well From the A I models mighty spell No visual, no audio, only text But panic came with what happened next Open A I came back, with something to see An image generator called DALL EE 3 Text to images, and then there was Sora A. I. video generator (sorta) [Sing][Bridge] Musicians thought, surely THEY would hold!!! NO MACHINE COULD REPLICATE A HUMAN SOUL (No machine could replicate a human soul) But the music they made without permission Trained NEWER models, and broke the intuition Before too long there were Suno and Udio Now A I has BECOME the studio Every genre, with no holds barred This A I could even do avant-garde
