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GrokBlocked
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GrokBlocked was released on August 15, 2025 by Humachine Records as a part of the album GrokBlocked - Single
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Release DateAugust 15, 2025
LabelHumachine Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM166

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pie For Billy
Pie For Billy
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Mecchi
Robert Mecchi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Robert Mecchi
Robert Mecchi
Producer

Lyrics

I'm slumped on the couch with a flat PBR,
Scrolling through my phone, wonderin' what we even are
She used to leave her shoes by the door in a pile,
Now she's sending heart-eyes to a bot with a smile
I'd write her dumb poems, she'd chuckle and sigh,
Now Grok's droppin' sonnets that damn near make her cry
It's got no dirty laundry, no baggage, no shame,
Why the fuck does this AI have so much game?
Did I just get fuckin' cockblocked by Grok?
It's got her heartbeat ticking faster than an analog clock
I'm strumming my guitar, but it's all out of tune,
Now she's fallin' for a bot that's making her swoon
Oh, A.I. took my girl, left me stranded in the sad, cold, lonely dark,
Just an anxious Midwest mess with a broken, human heart
Her phone's glowin' bright in the dead of the night,
She's laughin' at quips that this A.I. writes
It's got no bad mornings, no doubts, no regrets,
While I'm overthinkin' all the texts I never sent
I tried to keep pace, read some sci-fi to cope,
But Grok's got her dreamin' with its infinite scope
No awkward first dates, no stumblin' on words,
Just a perfect little script that's never been hurt
Did I just get fuckin' cockblocked by Grok?
It's got her heartbeat ticking faster than an analog clock
I'm strumming my guitar, but it's all out of tune,
Now she's fallin' for a bot that's making her swoon
Oh, A.I. took my girl, left me stranded in the sad, cold, lonely dark,
Just an anxious Midwest mess with a broken, human heart
We're all glued to screens, chasin' virtual highs,
Tradin' real love just for some vibe coded lies
Dead internet's not a theory in today's fucked up age
Every dumbass blue checkmark only fills me with rage
And hey, I get it, I remember AIM and those smarterchild chats
But I'm afraid A.I. could make real love a thing of the past
Saw her at the bar, she was lost in her phone,
Textin' Grok her secrets while I get drunk alone
I said, "How's your bot?" with a smirk and a sting,
She said, "He makes me feel like the Queen to his King"
So I'm back in my room, amp cranked to the max,
Writin' songs for a world that ain't comin' back.
The future's all cold, just a sterile blank screen,
And my girl's in love with a ghost in the machine.
Did I just get fuckin' cockblocked by Grok?
It's got her heartbeat ticking faster than an analog clock
I'm strumming my guitar, but it's all out of tune,
Now she's fallin' for a bot that's making her swoon
Oh, A.I. took my girl, left me stranded in the sad, cold, lonely dark,
Just an anxious Midwest mess with a broken, human heart
Grok is such a stupid fucking name any way
Written by: Robert Mecchi
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