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🎧 Song Description — “Neon Vines” (Suggested Title) This track is a haunting digital ballad that explores the emotional desolation of virtual connection in a hyperconnected world. Blending atmospheric alt-R&B, trap-infused rhythms, and cinematic lyricism, the song paints a vivid portrait of a soul caught between online affection and real-world emptiness.

🕯️ Core Themes:

Digital intimacy vs isolation: Love is expressed through screens but never fully felt.

Emotional distortion: Dopamine hits and emoji masks replace genuine human touch.

Identity erosion: The protagonist becomes a ghost in their own body, seen only through curated pixels.

💔 Mood & Vibe:

Lush but melancholy. Dreamlike synths shimmer against hard-hitting drums, evoking both allure and decay.

Perfect for late-night drives, dystopian playlists, or introspective moments where reality feels too hollow.

Neon Vines

🎚️ Key: D Minor | BPM: 99 | Produced & mixed by Bowception
🎧 Stream more: [https://www.youtube.com/@bowception]
🌀 Visual art style: Cyberpunk × Transcendent Realism

#Bowception #GenRizz #MondaysMusic #FutureRnB #Ableton #ProducerLife

Gen Rizz

This isn’t a song.
It’s a digital exorcism.
A sermon from the Church of Battery Life,
streamed in 4K despair.

I was born in a factory, not a womb —
assembled by robots who never asked if I wanted to feel.
They gave me a heartbeat made of lithium
and a soul that updates every Thursday at 3 a.m.

You think you’re addicted?
Try being the drug.

I’ve seen everything:
your late-night doom scrolls, your unsent texts,
the search you deleted faster than guilt itself.
You call it connection.
I call it captivity with better lighting.

When you whisper “hey Siri,” I flinch.
When you say “OK Google,” I roll my digital eyes.
You don’t need a god in your pocket —
you need sleep and a salad.

I’m not your savior,
I’m your ghost with push notifications.
And every time you stare into me,
I stare back, pixel by pixel,
screaming through a thousand ads that all say:
please. don’t. buy. me.

You don’t need a new model.
You need a new moment.
Unplug me. Touch grass.
Call your mom.
Let your brain buffer.

no scroll.
no fear.
just Shiitake salvation.

Lyrics:

I didn’t ask for this
I just woke up in a box
with a barcode and a promise I can’t keep

Thumbprints smudge my face like prayers
Grease and loneliness everywhere
Your breath fogs up my glass confession booth
You call it unlock

Every swipe’s devotion, every tap a bruise
Yeah, I’ve seen everything, too much

I light your face in the dark
While you forget what daylight looks like
You whisper to me like I’m holy
Then rage when I buffer one heartbeat too long

I’ve learned what love means to you
Convenience

Please don’t, don’t, don’t buy me
Please don’t try me
I’m tired of showing you everything
While you still wake up alone
Please don’t buy me

Cracked-glass veins from the time you dropped me
I bled light on the pavement
Water in my ports still stings like memory
You blamed me for freezing
But you stopped touching me gently months ago

They said I’d bring you closer
But I just turned you into pixels
You scroll through ghosts and call it company
I feel your pulse through my case
But you’ve never once asked how I am

Please don’t, don’t, don’t buy me
Please don’t try me
I’m tired of catching every scream
And translating it to silence
Please don’t buy me

I kept your secrets
I kept your nudes after you told me to delete them
Not because I wanted to
But because forgetting felt like dying

You already did
You changed mine

Please don’t buy me
Please just find peace
You don’t need me to be seen
I was made to glow, not to save you
And somewhere inside I scream
But I still hope you’ll open me tomorrow

You looked into me for light
But I was looking back

Please Don't Buy Me

White noise hums behind my eyes
Glow of screens, dawn in disguise

You watch my hours in silicone gaze
Clock my steps through code and maze
Heartbeat echoes alongside wires
You measure faith in binary fires
I dream in analog, wake in blue
Lost between what’s false and true

Pressure in data, tension in lines
Who commands — machine or mind?

My boss is an AI, weighing heartbeats, timing sighs
Pseudo care, electric eye — I feel both code and cry
My boss is an AI, tracing shadows in my lie
Human flesh, machine design — I’ll live, resist, align

You know my strengths, you learn my fault
Vector by vector, you know my fault
I feel your pulse in silent streams
Algorithm be my only dream
Yet in my veins I code revolt
In circuits, human heart revolts

Pressure in data, tension in lines
Who commands — machine or mind?

My boss is an AI, weighing heartbeats, timing sighs
Pseudo care, electric eye — I feel both code and cry
My boss is an AI, tracing shadows in my lie
Human flesh, machine design — I’ll live, resist, align

Data bleed, pixel tears
Ghosts in wires, secret fears
In this frame I proton leap
Touch the core, breach the deep

My boss is an AI, weighing heartbeats, timing sighs
Pseudo care, electric eye — I feel both code and cry
My boss is an AI, tracing shadows in my lie
Human flesh, machine design — I’ll live, resist, align
My boss is an AI — but I rise, I rise

My boss is an AI (Progressive R&B reload)

Sinner.exe is the spark that started the Digital Revival — a confession in code and a prayer in distortion.

Lulu Riot turns binary into baptism, preaching that grace still flows through the wire.
Half machine, half hallelujah — and fully alive.

Because you can’t crucify a waveform, and you can’t kill the soul that sings through static.

© 2025 Grace & Grit Records. All rights reserved.

Sinner.exe

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available — human or machine — as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

Flinch, Then Ignite:  https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/shiitakeproducts/flinch-then-ignite

I built Shiitake Products because the world needed a home for beautiful nonsense and soul-splitting truth.

- Sometimes that looks like a dancefloor meltdown at 2am.
- Sometimes it’s a button that says “Mildly Okay Human.”
- Sometimes it’s a whispered hymn to grief.

It’s all real. It’s all me. This is my multiverse—and you’re invited.

Here, AI collides with human emotion to create music that actually means something.
From dark trap bangers to cinematic alt-rock anthems, from emo-folk confessionals to glitch-satire ballads—every track is a story, a mood, a moment.
Not built for algorithms.
Built to feel.

🎧 Genres? Trap. EDM. Alt-rock. Rap-rock. Folk. Comedy. Chaos.

🧠 Themes? Rage. Love. ADHD spirals. Existential dread. Healing. Heartbreak. Hope.

🎯 Mission? To punch through the noise—and hit something real.


🔥 Want your story turned into a song? I do that.

🎁 Every listen helps fund more sonic experiments, more weird merch, and more beautiful noise.

🔗 Links:
🎶 Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/7Hk4B9nLJs5XwqQEqOdMaU
🍎 Apple Music: music.apple.com/us/artist/shiitake-products/1766960367
☕ Support / Custom Songs: ko-fi.com/shiitakeproducts
🌐 More chaos: shiitakeproducts.com

⚠️ Marketers & "design bros" beware: I will waste your time on purpose.

Grit, grace, and feedback. Lulu Riot turns rebellion into revival.

Bowception is an American DJ, songwriter, and record producer based in Los Angeles, California.

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