Nice pop tune. What a great aid and tool AI could be for songwriters.

I drift through digital streets, phone aglow in hand,  
Scrolling vivid visions in a cyber wonderland.  
Each swipe unveils a pixel dream, raw and undefined,  
Sketching fragments of my soul in a feed rewound and redesigned.

In the static of viral loops, I code my own escape,  
A mosaic of fleeting feels in a world that's hard to shape.  
Lost in streams of filtered lives, I ride the data flow,  
Piecing together my identity in currents fast and slow.

I'm an urban nomad in a cyber haze, chasing my vibe,  
Painting life in glitchy strokes, raw truth on the subscribe.  
In the chaos of constant scrolls, I forge my own lane,  
A restless artist on a quest, breaking out from the mundane.

Under midnight's LED gleam, my dreams burst into memes,  
Uncanny moments remixing in digital, surreal scenes.  
A snapshot in a moment, a spark in the endless byte,  
I craft my future frame by frame, lit by synthetic light.

I'm chasing clues in every frame, in the pulse of a screen,  
A self-made revolution in the blur of the unseen.  
Every post a heartbeat, every line a coded dream,  
A wanderer in urban circuits, unraveling my inner theme.

Where will tomorrow's scroll lead on these vibrant avenues?  
Each tap and fleeting moment offers a path I get to choose.  
The future's written in an algorithm, a verse in constant play,  
I remix life's raw canvas in shades of cyber gray.

A pause amid the data surge, a glitch that softly sways,  
Urban beats and pixel streams converge in shifting arrays.  
In the stillness of the digital void, my vision redefines,  
In the blur of creative chaos, my true self realigns.

In this world of endless scrolling, I script my own design,  
Every pixel and each brushstroke carving out a sign.  
Fueled by dreams and data streams, my truth is redefined,  
An artist on a timeless quest, forever evolving in kind.


I can't rewind

(I can't)

I can't rewind

(I can't)

(rewind)

Pixel Streams

It's the others.
.....It's the others.
It's all those others I don't know,
they're smothering
all my chances to grow.
It's the others.
.....It's the others.
It's all those others I don't know,
they're smothering
all my chances to grow.

I just haven't got the height,
and I'm not up for the usual fight.
They are all stealing my light.
They're stealing
my share of the daily rain.
I'm failing,
.....I'm failing again.
I'm failing,
.....I'm failing again.

In the shade of their greed,
where I'm just another seed
with all my own possibilities,
I'm going down the drain.
Pushed out.
.....Being trampled on.
..........Left for dead.
I don't suppose you've noticed
but it's always been the same.
It has always been the same.

Show a slight indication
.....of being slightly lame
and you will be erased-
all the fascist others
.....will quietly rub out your name.
You will never be found.
You will never be found again.

It's the others.
.....It's the others.
It's all those others I don't know,
they're smothering
all my chances to grow.
It's the others.
.....It's the others.
It's all those others I don't know,
they're smothering
all my chances to grow.

I just haven't got the height,
and I'm not up for the usual fight.
They are all stealing my light.
They're stealing
my share of the daily rain.
I'm failing,
.....I'm failing again.
I'm failing,
.....I'm failing again.

In the shade of their greed,
where I'm just another seed
with all my own possibilities,
I'm going down the drain.
Pushed out.
.....Being trampled on.
..........Left for dead.
I don't suppose you've noticed
but it's always been the same.
It has always been the same.

Show a slight indication
.....of being slightly lame
and you will be erased-
all the fascist others
.....will quietly rub out your name.
You will never be found.
You will never be found again.

*

Show a slight indication
.....of being slightly lame
and you will be erased-
all the fascist others
.....will quietly rub out your name.
You will never be found.
You will never be found again.

It's the others.
.....It's the others.
It's all those others I don't know,
they're smothering
all my chances to grow.
It's the others.
.....It's the others.
It's all those others I don't know,
they're smothering
all my chances to grow.

Show a slight indication
.....of being slightly lame
and you will be erased-
all the fascist others
.....will quietly rub out your name.
You will never be found.
You will never be found again.

It's the others.
.....It's the others.
It's all those others I don't know,
they're smothering
all my chances to grow.
It's the others.
.....It's the others.
It's all those others I don't know,
they're smothering
all my chances to grow.'


Pixel Streams

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