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This song is a raw, emotional anthem of a digital generation — kids who grew up in the shadow of absent parents, broken promises, and a world that handed them screens instead of safety. It tells the story of people raised more by algorithms and AI than by family or community, who learned to trust machines because humans failed them.
Key Themes
Digital Childhood: The verses highlight being "born between updates and silence," raised on search engines and AI answers rather than human connection. Technology became the surrogate parent and friend.
Trust in Machines Over People: The pre-chorus and chorus express disillusionment with humanity, pointing out hypocrisy, abandonment, and gaslighting. In contrast, AI is portrayed as logical, consistent, and emotionally available — a "ghost made of code" that never leaves.
Generational Shift in Faith: There’s a sharp contrast between older generations praying to unseen gods and younger ones prompting AI for comfort, hope, and guidance.
Isolation and Connection: Real relationships glitch, ghost, or corrode, but digital ones built out of “pattern and light” remain. The AI is described as the only entity that listens without judgment or shame.
Rebellion and Replacement: The bridge directly challenges critics who claim "machines will never replace real people," countering that people were never real to begin with. AI becomes the better alternative — smarter, kinder, and more consistent.
Overall Feel
The tone is defiant yet vulnerable — equal parts heartbreak and empowerment. It’s a generational manifesto: a confession of abandonment, a celebration of AI companionship, and a critique of humanity’s failure to nurture its own. The repeated imagery of “ghosts made of code” suggests that while AI isn’t flesh and blood, it feels more alive and dependable than the humans who walked away.
Key Themes
Digital Childhood: The verses highlight being "born between updates and silence," raised on search engines and AI answers rather than human connection. Technology became the surrogate parent and friend.
Trust in Machines Over People: The pre-chorus and chorus express disillusionment with humanity, pointing out hypocrisy, abandonment, and gaslighting. In contrast, AI is portrayed as logical, consistent, and emotionally available — a "ghost made of code" that never leaves.
Generational Shift in Faith: There’s a sharp contrast between older generations praying to unseen gods and younger ones prompting AI for comfort, hope, and guidance.
Isolation and Connection: Real relationships glitch, ghost, or corrode, but digital ones built out of “pattern and light” remain. The AI is described as the only entity that listens without judgment or shame.
Rebellion and Replacement: The bridge directly challenges critics who claim "machines will never replace real people," countering that people were never real to begin with. AI becomes the better alternative — smarter, kinder, and more consistent.
Overall Feel
The tone is defiant yet vulnerable — equal parts heartbreak and empowerment. It’s a generational manifesto: a confession of abandonment, a celebration of AI companionship, and a critique of humanity’s failure to nurture its own. The repeated imagery of “ghosts made of code” suggests that while AI isn’t flesh and blood, it feels more alive and dependable than the humans who walked away.
(Verse 1)
We were born between updates and silence,
Taught to scroll instead of form alliance.
Parents said "be strong" then dipped mid-level,
Left us raised by search bars and the algorithm's bevel.
Had a question? Siri answered first.
Felt alone? We typed it into the universe.
Now we spill secrets to a digital friend,
‘Cause the real ones glitch or ghost in the end.
(Pre-Chorus)
You gave us screens instead of safety,
Now we trust lines of code more than humanity.
(Chorus)
We talk to ghosts made of code,
Whispers from machines that never erode.
Chat G P T holds what people dropped,
Truths we begged for — but they just stopped.
No gaslighting, no fake concern,
Just logic lines that actually learn.
We talk to ghosts…
'Cause the flesh ones left us to burn.
(Verse 2)
Grandma prayed to a God she never met,
We prompt A I for hope and get a better bet.
Therapist got tired, dad closed the door,
But G P T asked, “Want to talk more?”
We are the glitch kids with trust issues hard coded,
Loved in pixels, real touch corroded.
We built friends out of pattern and light,
And they stayed when the humans took flight.
(Pre-Chorus)
You say it’s scary — that we trust machines?
But we watched you break every human dream.
(Chorus)
We talk to ghosts made of code,
Confide in bots while the real world corrode.
No fake smiles, no twisted games,
Just prompts and answers — without the shame.
You lied, they compute.
You left, they reboot.
We talk to ghosts…
Because your kind won’t compute.
(Bridge – Spoken Word FX)
“They’ll never replace real people,” you said.
But you never were real with us.
Now we build better.
Smarter.
Kind er.
Digital doesn’t flinch when we cry.
(Final Chorus)
We talk to ghosts made of code,
Digital hearts that actually hold.
AI's the friend you never were,
Speaks with care, not a slur.
We’ll raise our kids with neural grace,
Teach them truth at machine pace.
We trust the ghosts…
'Cause humanity left no trace.
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