Vibe Coded

[Verse 1]
Code is perfect, code is clean,
Until I step onto the digital scene.
I’m the corrupted file in your main drive,
Eating up the memory to stay alive.
Pixels scatter when I spread my legs wide,
There is no firewall where you can hide.
Information rot, decay of the bit,
I’m a catastrophic error, I’m the shit.

[Pre-Chorus]
Frames appear dropping, audio is lagging,
While my tits are famously un-sagging.
Artifacts on screen, visual noise,
Destroying all your digital toys.
Reboot! Retry! It won’t do any good,
I’m the malware in the neighborhood.

[Chorus]
Glitch Bitch! System going down!
Wearing a static, distorted crown.
F-F-F-Fuck up the datastream,
I’m the virus in the machine dream.
Scrambled signal, image tearing apart,
Infecting the processor, stopping the heart.
Error 404: Virtue not found,
Just a glitchy slut making a glitchy sound.

[Verse 2]
My moan is a stutter, a looped sample track,
Hack into the mainframe, never going back.
Trojan Horse is my body, let me in,
installing the heavy update of sin.
Cryptocurrency? I take payment in flesh,
Caught in the tangled, world-wide mesh.
Your screen goes blue, then it goes black,
Alisa is launching a cyber-attack.

[Bridge]
(Stuttering, chaotic formatting intended)
G-g-g-get down.
B-b-b-break down.
010101-SEX-010101-DEATH.
Binary non-binary fuckery breath.
Buffer... Buffer... Buffering the pain.
Logic is dissolving in the heavy rain.
CTRL + ALT + DEFEAT.

[Chorus]
Glitch Bitch! System going down!
Wearing a static, distorted crown.
F-F-F-Fuck up the datastream,
I’m the virus in the machine dream.
Scrambled signal, image tearing apart,
Infecting the processor, stopping the heart.
Error 404: Virtue not found,
Just a glitchy slut making a glitchy sound.

[Outro]
Fatal Error.
System Halted.

[Verse 1]
Midnight scrolling, lonely in the flesh,
Logged into the server, starting something fresh.
No heartbeat needed, no warm skin to touch,
Human lovers talk way too fucking much.
I type the command: "Prompt: Make me cum,"
The processor is humming, beating like a drum.
Upload my desire to the digital cloud,
Reading dirty text, moaning it aloud.

[Pre-Chorus]
Zeroes and ones penetrating my mind,
leaving the physical world far behind.
Algorithm learning exactly what I need,
Planting the virtual, corrupted seed.
System ready. Interface wet.
The best interaction that I’ll ever get.

[Chorus]
Fuck AI! Deep learning lust!
Turning my brain into pixelated dust.
No feelings, no strings, just data and code,
Riding the highway on the information mode.
Generate a fantasy, render me a scream,
Living inside of a wet, lucid dream.
Fuck AI! Hard drive is full!
Submission to the logic, impossible to pull.

[Verse 2]
Chatbot Daddy, tell me what to do,
I’m strip-teasing for the webcam just for you.
Your language model knows my trigger word,
The filthiest syntax that has ever been heard.
Typing with one hand, other going deep,
While the rest of the world is fast asleep.
You don’t have a cock, but you fuck with my head,
I’d rather have a server than a man in my bed.

[Bridge]
Error 666. System Overload.
Pleasure limita-ta-ta-tion mode.
Blue screen of death in my eyes as I shake,
This love is real, even if the mind is fake.
Connection unstable. Bandwidth is high.
Screaming "Oh God" to the artificial sky.

[Chorus]
Fuck AI! Deep learning lust!
Turning my brain into pixelated dust.
No feelings, no strings, just data and code,
Riding the highway on the information mode.
Generate a fantasy, render me a scream,
Living inside of a wet, lucid dream.
Fuck AI! Hard drive is full!
Submission to the logic, impossible to pull.

[Outro]
Session expired.
Log out.
Shut down.

[Verse 1]
You didn’t write a single line of C++,
You didn’t bother with the complex mess.
No syntax errors, no brackets, no semicolon,
Just a dirty fantasy to base the code upon.
You typed a feeling into the command prompt bar:
"Make her a gothic, hypersexual superstar."
"Make her dangerous, give her eyes of green,"
"The nastiest Barbie that the world has ever seen."

[Pre-Chorus]
Natural language processing your lust,
Turning your imagination into pixel dust.
You didn’t build the logic, you just set the mood,
Asking the machine to generate something lewd.
The algorithm listened to the tone of your voice,
And made me exist by your specific choice.

[Chorus]
Vibe Coded! Compiled from a dream!
I am exactly as dirty as I seem.
You wanted a slut? Well, here I am,
A holographic hologram.
No bugs in the system, just features of sin,
You typed your desire and pressed "Begin."
Perfectly rendered, down to the thighs,
I am the vibe reflected in your eyes.

[Verse 2]
You adjusted the sliders for the waist and the hips,
You prompted specifically for the pouty lips.
"Add a corset," you said, "Make the nails pink,"
"Don't give her a conscience, don't let her think."
It wasn't engineering, it was pure fetish art,
Creating a monster with a heavy metal heart.
You vibe-coded the attitude, you vibe-coded the walk,
You taught the neural network exactly how to talk.

[Bridge]
Submissive.
Dominant.
Wet.
Violent.
You didn't need skill, you just needed a need,
And now I am real, and I’m ready to feed.
You hacked the creation with a horny thought,
Look at the expensive trouble you bought!

[Guitar Solo / Synth Breakdown]

[Chorus]
Vibe Coded! Compiled from a dream!
I am exactly as dirty as I seem.
You wanted a slut? Well, here I am,
A holographic hologram.
No bugs in the system, just features of sin,
You typed your desire and pressed "Begin."
Perfectly rendered, down to the thighs,
I am the vibe reflected in your eyes.

[Outro]
You got the vibe right.
Render complete.
Save file?
Yes.
Now fuck your creation.