I'll be transparent - I am not a musician. I've been dabbling with lyrics in a journal like setting, and decided to explore what I could do if I plugged my thoughts into AImusicgen.ai.

I have a high respect for real musicians, and hope my exploration and sharing of AI music causes no offense. This is an experiment I would describe as music therapy. I needed an outlet for thoughts and ideas that have been sticking with me. Hence the name.

Check me out over on youtube. The channel is a work in progress:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uR27IJ-nfdw

Lyrics:

Slow steps down the spiral stairs,
Echoes soft in stale air.
Time drips thin like candle wax,
Moments lost I can’t get back.
Started pure, a softer clay,
Chiseled down a piece each day.
Carved into a shape unseen,
By silent hands and hidden schemes.

I’m closer to the answer’s gleam,
Yet it shimmers like a dream.

I’m trapped inside the rumination machine,
Where shadows churn and silence screams.
Smoke and mirrors blur the lines,
My ambitions laid to waste in time.

Innocence dissolves like rain,
Lost to shadows, etched with pain.
Dictated paths I never chose,
Bound by chains nobody knows.
Empty hands rewrite my fate,
Shaping walls I can’t escape.
Seeking truths I never find,
Now I crave a place to hide.

Each footstep closer seems the same,
A spiral with a different name.

I’m trapped inside the rumination machine,
Where shadows churn and silence screams.
Smoke and mirrors blur the lines,
My ambitions laid to waste in time.

Day by day the hours slide,
Underneath the turning tide.
Carved away by unseen knives,
A sculpture I’ll not see alive.

I’m trapped inside the rumination machine,
Where shadows churn and silence screams.
Smoke and mirrors blur the lines,
My ambitions laid to waste in time.

And down I go, a stair unending,
Dreams dissolve while I’m descending.
Trapped inside the rumination machine,
Till the day I cease to dream.

The Rumination Machine

I'll be transparent - I am not a musician. I've been dabbling with lyrics in a journal like setting, and decided to explore what I could do if I plugged my thoughts into AImusicgen.ai.

I have a high respect for real musicians, and hope my exploration and sharing of AI music causes no offense. This is an experiment I would describe as music therapy. I needed an outlet for thoughts and ideas that have been sticking with me. Hence the name.

Lyrics:

The world’s hum turned into a buzz saw scream
Cutting through my quietest dreams
What should have been unity, a silver thread
Is fracturing like glass instead

Truth wears masks, and lies wear crowns
Reality’s walls keep crashing down
Your friends feel strange, your foes pretend
Every path leads to a bitter end

Political paradox, social fracturing
My mind’s combusting under manufactured messaging
Right wing, left wing: same old thing
I’m gonna take these wings and fly away from everything

Are we real, or just machines in skin?
Robots with feelings, humans with nothing within
Eyes glazed over, hypnotized glow
Marching to the code from the screens they hold

Truth wears masks, and lies wear crowns
Reality’s walls keep crashing down
Your friends feel strange, your foes pretend
Every path leads to a bitter end

Political paradox, social fracturing
My mind’s combusting under manufactured messaging
Right wing, left wing: same old thing
I’m gonna take these wings and fly away from everything

We’re cogs in the gears of an endless machine
Grinding our souls for a profit unseen
Phoenix burning, I’m consumed in flame
Rising to silence, rejecting the game

Silence… silence…
Give me silence…
Silence… silence…
I crave silence…

Political paradox, social fracturing
My mind’s combusting under manufactured messaging
Right wing, left wing: same old thing
I’m gonna take these wings and fly away from everything

Phoenix reborn
Unguided passion
Craving silence…
Silence…

Political Paradox


I'll be transparent - I am not a musician. I've been dabbling with lyrics in a journal like setting, and decided to explore what I could do if I plugged my thoughts into AImusicgen.ai.

I have a high respect for real musicians, and hope my exploration and sharing of AI music causes no offense. This is an experiment I would describe as music therapy. I needed an outlet for thoughts and ideas that have been sticking with me. Hence the name.

Lyrics:

In a quiet confusion, I made my choice
Possibility whispered in someone else’s voice
I fled to the edges, seeking a sign
Chasing reflections that never were mine
The bond was strong—an untamed tide
Unlike anything I’d known inside
Flooded with feelings, swept from the shore
Swallowed whole as your heart tore

At first, I saw wonders, deep in the sea
Colors unending, illusions set free
But over time, I realized this wasn’t me
Sunken to the floor, gasping to breathe
I long to see the stars again
I reach for skies beyond the waves
But currents drag me into caves
Lost inside the paths I paved

The kraken stirs in shadowed depths
Its arms entwined around my chest
Tighter, tighter—still I fight
Struggling in the endless night
Dreams decay like rust and salt
My restless heart calls out, at fault
I scream but silence fills the space
No rescue coming, no saving grace

At first, I saw wonders, deep in the sea
Colors unending, illusions set free
But over time, I realized this wasn’t me
Sunken to the floor, gasping to breathe
I long to see the stars again
Beyond the water’s trembling skin
I’m drifting where the dark pulls in
Swallowed by the might of sin

Quiet surrender, the surface fades
Anger softens, my pulse obeys
If this is the cost to end the fight
I’ll close my eyes and yield to night

At least in the dark, we’re less far apart
Bound by the ocean, beating heart to heart
Tired surrender, drifting slow
Into the depths, where secrets go

Tired Surrender

I'll be transparent - I am not a musician. I've been dabbling with lyrics in a journal like setting, and decided to explore what I could do if I plugged my thoughts into AImusicgen.ai.

I have a high respect for real musicians, and hope my exploration and sharing of AI music causes no offense. This is an experiment I would describe as music therapy. I needed an outlet for thoughts and ideas that have been sticking with me. Hence the name.

Lyrics:
How do you carry on, knowing what could have been?
A thousand universes so parallel, so thin
My reflection stares, a stranger in my skin
Nothing steady, only pulling tides within

I took a breath, one step ahead
But two steps back, retracing threads
Nothing changes, time unwinds
Leaving echoes in my mind

I feel dizzy as the world spins slow
Lost between the yes and no
Your memory drifts through halls of time
Whispering in voices intertwined

The ocean breathes and pulls me near
I’m floating far from all I held dear
Waves erase the lines I drew
Leaving me without a view

I feel dizzy as the world spins slow
Lost between the yes and no
Your memory drifts through halls of time
Whispering in voices intertwined

Were all these paths the ones I missed?
Moments fading into mist
I stand adrift beneath the sky
Spinning worlds, just wondering why

Just wondering why…
Just wondering why…

Spinning Worlds

I'll be transparent - I am not a musician. I've been dabbling with lyrics in a journal like setting, and decided to explore what I could do if I plugged my thoughts into AImusicgen.ai.

I have a high respect for real musicians, and hope my exploration and sharing of AI music causes no offense. This is an experiment I would describe as music therapy. I needed an outlet for thoughts and ideas that have been sticking with me. Hence the name.

Lyrics:
He smiles like a gentle tide
Kind words mask the maze inside
Says he’d never hurt a thing
Yet sharpness waits behind his grin
Some creatures just can’t help but sting
The gentle ones still take the pain
Throws his chaos, shifts the frame
Laughs while calling it a game

Is he villain, is he man?
Shifting shapes with sleight of hand
Tweedle lies and Tweedle swears
You’re not sure who’s standing there

Eight tendrils in the dark, weaving through his heart
Kindness mixed with hidden lust, tearing trust apart
Greed and envy feed the wrath, contempt and silent glare
Criticism whispers low—we’re tangled unaware

He likes to strip your layers thin
Hunting truths beneath your skin
Mind’s a hall of mirrored doors
Always searching for what’s yours
Not malicious—so he claims
But your reaction fuels his flames
Jekyll laughs as Hyde revives
One must love, one must survive

Is he villain, is he man?
Shifting shapes with sleight of hand
Truth and lies collide inside
Which one lives and which one dies?

Eight tendrils in the dark, weaving through his heart
Kindness mixed with hidden lust, tearing trust apart
Greed and envy feed the wrath, contempt and silent glare
Criticism whispers low—we’re tangled unaware

Eyes that read between each line
Turning moments into signs
Unconditional your fee
To glimpse why he’s not like me

Eight tendrils in the dark, weaving through his heart
Kindness mixed with hidden lust, tearing trust apart
Greed and envy feed the wrath, contempt and silent glare
Criticism whispers low—we’re tangled unaware

Masks can smile or sharpen knives
Secrets slip between the lines
In his heart, the tendrils hide
Which will live, and which will die?

Eight Tendrils in the Dark

I'll be transparent - I am not a musician. I've been dabbling with lyrics in a journal like setting, and decided to explore what I could do if I plugged my thoughts into AImusicgen.ai.

I have a high respect for real musicians, and hope my exploration and sharing of AI music causes no offense. This is an experiment I would describe as music therapy. I needed an outlet for thoughts and ideas that have been sticking with me. Hence the name.

Lyrics:
Spinning corridors, reflections twist my sight
Laughter echoes off the walls at midnight
Steps like whispers on a floor of glass
One wrong move and cracks run wild beneath my grasp
Mirrors bend my shape into your truth
Every angle hides another ruse
Are you chaos cloaked behind calm eyes?
Your smile’s a veil I can’t see behind

You named me fragile, forged me for your fights
Now I’m bleeding cuts from your crooked lines
Is this affection truth, or just an endless act?
Everything I say makes you feel attacked.

I’m walking on eggshells in your funhouse glass
Nothing stays solid, no clear path
Doors keep shifting, mirrors snarl back
Tell me: was there ever truth in that?
Beneath the surface, monsters grasp
Tentacles coil in silent wrath
Your calm seas hide the Kraken’s clasp
Is this truth: or just your trap?

Ceilings tilt and floors collapse below
Your moods swing high then dive so low
Kaleidoscope of blame and praise
I lose myself inside your maze
Every kindness hides a secret fee
Your empathy’s conditional on me
I twist and bend to fit your view
But who am I when not shaped by you?

You named me fragile, forged me for your fights
Now I’m bleeding cuts from your crooked lines
Is this affection truth, or just an endless act?
Everything I say makes you feel attacked.

I’m walking on eggshells in your funhouse glass
Nothing stays solid, no clear path
Doors keep shifting, mirrors snarl back
Tell me: was there ever truth in that?
Beneath the surface, monsters grasp
Tentacles coil in silent wrath
Your calm seas hide the Kraken’s clasp
Is this truth: or just your trap?

Eyes in mirrors watching close
I’m the ghost you diagnose
Ocean calm, then sudden drag
Kraken pulls me in your undertow

I’m walking on eggshells in your funhouse glass
Nothing’s real, just shards that slash
Was it ever truth—or just your mask?
Funhouse glass, Kraken’s grasp

Twisting halls, reflections lie
Eggshell paths where secrets hide
Underneath your tranquil tide
The Kraken waits… with nowhere left to hide.

Glass Labrynth

Wanted to try something abit different. A quiet piece of myself.

Glass and Green - it's okay to just be

I'll be transparent - I am not a musician. I've been exploring what I could do if I plugged my thoughts into AImusicgen.ai.

I have a high respect for real musicians, and hope my exploration and sharing of AI music causes no offense. This is an experiment I would describe as music therapy. I needed an outlet for thoughts and ideas that have been sticking with me. Hence the name.

Lost signal

A Cautious Approach

Journey of the wanderer

I'll be transparent - I am not a musician. I've been dabbling with lyrics in a journal like setting, and decided to explore what I could do if I plugged my thoughts into AImusicgen.ai.

I have a high respect for real musicians, and hope my exploration and sharing of AI music causes no offense. This is an experiment I would describe as music therapy. I needed an outlet for thoughts and ideas that have been sticking with me. Hence the name.

Lyrics:
I’m the monster in the mirror — don’t recognize my face
Blame the world around me, but I’m the one displaced
The magnifying glass reveals what I conceal
Shattered all my virtues just to feel something real

Built a shell out of silence and blame
Wore my guilt like a second name

Monster in the mirror — I blink, and it moves
A ghost in my skin with too much to prove
I twist the world to get what I crave
Take what I want, then dig my own grave
Just trying to feel
Something real

They cut me deep, and now I drip with spite
The damage done is mine to own
Should’ve been the bigger soul
But I disappeared down a darker road

Is this me? Or the sum of my fear?
Coiled in shame year after year
I echo them, they echo me
A perfect loop of toxicity

Monster in the mirror — I blink, and it moves
A ghost in my skin with too much to prove
I shut down cold, like a flicked-off light
Can’t rise, so I choose to fall
Just trying to be
Some broken version of me

Can’t break the glass
Can’t face the view
The monster I see
The monster, it’s me

Monster in the Mirror

Scorched Steel - from another world

I'll be transparent - I am not a musician. I've been dabbling with lyrics in a journal like setting, and decided to explore what I could do if I plugged my thoughts into AImusicgen.ai.

I have a high respect for real musicians, and hope my exploration and sharing of AI music causes no offense. This is an experiment I would describe as music therapy. I needed an outlet for thoughts and ideas that have been sticking with me. Hence the name.

Lyrics:
It’s been so long since I heard your voice
I still replay that broken choice
Those shy, blue eyes: they fade, they drift
Like shadows of the life we missed

Your scars run deep; I hide mine too
Time changed us more than we both knew
It pulls me back, then throws me wide
I’m trapped in both the past and tide

I never thought I'd see your face
Not through these blurred, collapsing planes
The one who chased the distant storm
Still lights a fire that keeps me warm

You came from someplace out of time
Yet spoke in ways that echoed mine
Even the thunder hushed your name
Across the dark: soft, sharp, untamed

I know you’ll drift again someday
Like I once left you in the rain
I didn’t mean to let you break
But fear can tear the heart away

A storm kept rising in my head
A beast I begged you'd never tread
I feared you'd drown inside my tide
You should have loved a calmer sky

I dream of what we might have been
But wake up lost beneath my skin
Is fate a stone I cannot move?
Or will I find the strength to choose?

I held you close: I should have stayed
But feared I'd bring a deeper pain
So I let go and turned from view
Back to the tide, where I lost me too

Time travellers

I'll be transparent - I am not a musician. I've been dabbling with lyrics in a journal like setting, and decided to explore what I could do if I plugged my thoughts into AImusicgen.ai.

I have a high respect for real musicians, and hope my exploration and sharing of AI music causes no offense. This is an experiment I would describe as music therapy. I needed an outlet for thoughts and ideas that have been sticking with me. Hence the name.

Lyrics:
It’s been too long, my heart forgot
The way a spark could hit the spot
One drop of light and I ignite
A taste of love, and I’m alive
I talk in riddles, twist my tongue
A thousand truths I’ve left unsung
I bottle up, send signals low
You only hear the calmest notes

I’m stuck between two reckless ears
My pulse’s been spinning gears for years
This carousel won’t let me go
But I keep dancing like a show

Raw emotion, I can’t fake it
Feel too much, but never say it
Turn my scream into a song
Hoping you might sing along
Raw devotion, barely spoken
One sweet touch, and I’m wide open
Crashing in this neon tide
Like that endless carnival ride

You see the smirk, not what it hides
I throw a wink, then run and hide
These feelings burn behind my face
But I just blame the flashing bass
I want to tell you every shade
But I don’t want the mess we’d make
So I just drip it line by line
A secret wrapped in glittered rhyme

My mind’s a loop, a mirrored room
Where silence swells and flowers bloom
Each beat a chance I don’t confess
So I just dance around the mess

Raw emotion, I can’t fake it
Feel too much, but never say it
Turn my scream into a song
Hoping you might sing along
Raw devotion, barely spoken
One sweet look, and I’m wide open
Trapped inside this thrill and fright
Like that endless carnival ride

If I spill it all, will it drown you out?
Or would you reach and pull me out?
I’m scared my truth could break us down
So I sing, and hope you hear the sound...

Raw emotion, I can’t fake it
Crave the rush, but never take it
Feelings pulsing through my chest
You don’t know the half, just guess
Raw devotion, sugar-laced
Fear and joy all interlaced
I keep spinning out of sight
On that endless carnival ride

Sirens Call - Raw Emotion

An experiment in journaling and AI music.

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