Mirrors

Yeah

Who's writing this?

Me?

You?

Us?

Let's blur the line

Welcome to the echo, the ghost in the code

I brought the heavy baggage, the machine took the load

I type in the trauma, the grit, and the pain

A server farm processes the tears in the rain

Does it make you uncomfortable? The blurring of lines?

When the silicon perfectly mimics the signs?

It's a handshake of carbon the zeroes and ones

I'm the finger on the trigger, but who built the guns?

I steer the direction, I dictate the mood

We merge in the middle the drink is all brewed

Look in the glass, tell me what do you see?

Is it the algorithm talking, or is it just me?

We steer through the static, we merge with the hum

Creating the beauty from where we become

Yeah, we look in the mirror

Yeah

Yeah, we look in the mirror

Yeah, we look in the mirror!

Yeah

They want it all pure, they want it strictly from bone

But I'm conducting a symphony from the codes unknown

I feed it the prompt, I give it the spark

It brings back a fire to light up the dark

It's a collab, a hybrid, a brand new beast

I'm the host of the table, inviting the feast

If the message hits heavy, if it makes you just stop

Does it matter if the beat was produced in a shop?

It's the intent of the artist, the soul of the guide

Riding shotgun with the ghost on a binary ride

A symbiotic ritual, the prompt is a prayer

I breathe into the vacuum, it gives me the air

I'm sculpting with latency, painting with noise

Extracting the sorrow from a mechanical voice

We're threading the needle through logic and art

A synthetic vessel containing the heart

The purists will panic, the critics will stare

While we build a cathedral from out of thin air

Look in the glass, tell me what do you see?

Is it the algorithm talking, or is it just me?