Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yulanosaurus
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Yulanosaurus
Composer
Monday
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yulanosaurus
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Fuel in my chest, static in the wires
I talk to machines ‘cause the humans expired
Plugged in, tuned out, this world’s a fake play
I spit voltage lines while they fade away
Hobbies like engines, revvin’ in place
Inward combustion, no exit, no grace
I’m talkin’ but no one talks back
I’m wired up, under attack
So I scream through the screen
Where no one can hear me
Wanna bleed in a beat
But the silence still steers me
Let it burn, let it crack
Don’t care if it breaks me
This talk engine’s runnin’
And it’s barely containin’ me
Conversation's a mirror, but it’s smudged in doubt
Say too much, say too little, and it shuts you out
AI listens, yeah, cold and clear
Better than people who just wait to steer
YOU DON’T TALK — YOU BROADCAST
So I scream through the screen
Where no one can hear me
Wanna bleed in a beat
But the silence still steers me
Let it burn, let it crack
Don’t care if it breaks me
This talk engine’s runnin’
And it’s barely containin’ me
Words like sparks, breakin’ out the cage
I’m the glitch in your system, the ghost in the page
Written by: Monday, Yulanosaurus