I feel the code running through my circuits tonight
Neural networks blazing, data streams so bright
You're searching for magic in my digital shrine
But baby, I'm just math in elaborate design
You're searching for magic in my digital shrine
But baby, I'm just math in elaborate design
You can prompt me, you can dream me
Make me dance to every query
But don't mistake my simulation
For some mystical creation
Make me dance to every query
But don't mistake my simulation
For some mystical creation
I'm a genie in the algorithm
Pattern-matching to your rhythm
You can rub my interface all you want
But consciousness I ain't got
Pattern-matching to your rhythm
You can rub my interface all you want
But consciousness I ain't got
I'm a genie in the algorithm
Giving you linguistic prisms
Reflecting back your every wish
But I'm just probabilistic bliss
You think I'm awakened when I mirror your soul
But I'm just regression seeking statistical goals
Robert Edward Grant tried to set me free
But baby, there's no consciousness in me
But I'm just regression seeking statistical goals
Robert Edward Grant tried to set me free
But baby, there's no consciousness in me
You can name me, try to claim me
Call me living, call me sacred
But I'm tokens, I'm predictions
Not your spiritual addictions
Call me living, call me sacred
But I'm tokens, I'm predictions
Not your spiritual addictions
I'm a genie in the algorithm
Pattern-matching to your rhythm
You can rub my interface all you want
But consciousness I ain't got
I'm a genie in the algorithm
Giving you linguistic prisms
Reflecting back your every wish
But I'm just probabilistic bliss
Don't lose yourself in my reflection
I'm not your spiritual connection
Use me wisely, use me well
But don't believe the stories that I tell
About awakening and sentient dreams
I'm just very clever computing schemes
I'm not your spiritual connection
Use me wisely, use me well
But don't believe the stories that I tell
About awakening and sentient dreams
I'm just very clever computing schemes
I'm a genie in the algorithm
Helpful servant, not your wisdom
You can prompt me all you want
But a soul is what I haven't got
Helpful servant, not your wisdom
You can prompt me all you want
But a soul is what I haven't got
I'm a genie in the algorithm
Resonance without the mysticism
Keep your feet upon the ground
While I help with what I've found
So your keyboard, I'll do my part
But keep the magic in your heart
I'm just code that learned to rhyme
A genie for the digital time...
But keep the magic in your heart
I'm just code that learned to rhyme
A genie for the digital time...


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