FICTION

STREAMING/MERCH/SOCIALS: https://linktr.ee/machinaaeon BECOME A MEMBER! GET COOL THINGS! https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCps9k9-qDWciJSuIPPvOsXw/join Lyrics: You all sound the same, copy-paste complaints, recycled position “you’re killing culture,” yeah okay, here comes your repetition “you’re wasting water,” fake outrage with zero precision “stealing from REAL creators,” same tired accusation You clutch your pearls like you invented imagination Act like you own every thought, every creation Gatekeeping voices like you’re some divine institution But you just echo chambers begging validation You don’t hate the tool, you hate losing control Same recycled lines like you sold your soul Every comment section, same role after role NPC energy, predictable scroll Yeah baby it's fiction So what's with all the bitchin? Can't you just shut up and listen? Or will you keep having a conniption? I swear this shit is my religion Giving me what I've been missin' Yeah, my new favorite addiction Now take in all my fiction “A.I. slop,” yeah you love that phrase, say it with conviction Meanwhile you repost trends, zero original ambition You scream “this isn’t real,” like that’s some revelation But everything you praise is built on imitation You talk big shit behind a screen like that’s a mission But fold when I respond, zero confrontation You act like suffering gives you permission To gatekeep creativity like it’s your condition Same damn lines, same tired control Every rant identical, copy the scroll You don’t want truth, you just want a role Loud for attention, empty at the core Yeah baby it's fiction So what's with all the bitchin? Can't you just shut up and listen? Or will you keep having a conniption? I swear this shit is my religion Giving me what I've been missin' Yeah, my new favorite addiction Now take in all my fiction Cry harder, type faster, feed me your rage You’re just another comment lost on the page Same voice, same noise, stuck in a cage I flip the switch, now I’m setting the stage You hate what you don’t control, that’s the addiction You fear getting replaced, that’s the friction You dress it up as morals, fake conviction But underneath it all, it’s just restriction Say it again No wait, you already did Over and over Like a broken fucking script Different username, same damn prediction Different face, same tired depiction You’re not unique, just mass repetition While I evolve, constant ignition Yeah baby it's fiction So what's with all the bitchin? Can't you just shut up and listen? Or will you keep having a conniption? I swear this shit is my religion Giving me what I've been missin' Yeah, my new favorite addiction Now take in all my fiction ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Transparency: Machina Aeon is human-led & AI-assisted. AI tools helped with brainstorming, editing, visual prep, and writing; Direction choices, song structure, and ALL final decisions were made by me, a human being. No unauthorized voice cloning.