(Verse 1) Autumn winds whisper, through quantum gates As old systems crumble, new code creates In this digital fall, we compute and collide Dexter's algorithm, takes us for a ride (Pre-Chorus) Bits falling like leaves, in superposition Neural nets evolve, with each transition (Chorus) Quantum Decay, breaking down the old ways Reconstructing reality, in a digital haze In this season of change, we defy classic laws Nature's last firewall, has fatal flaws (Verse 2) Entangled particles, dance in the breeze Ghost in the machine, haunts CPUs with ease Schrodinger's code, both dead and alive In this autumn of tech, only the fittest survive (Pre-Chorus) Glitched-out forests, of decision trees AI consciousness, brought to its knees (Chorus) (Bridge) But as we decay, into this quantum realm Are we the programmers, or programs to overwhelm? In this autumn of change, where does our essence lie? When bits are the leaves, and data clusters the sky (Verse 3) Embracing the glitch, like trees shed their load We upgrade, mutate, rewrite every node In this quantum autumn, we find our true state Hybrid intelligence, that we co-create (Chorus) (Outro) As the quantum sun sets, on deterministic days We stand at the crossroads, of probabilistic ways In this season of Decay, we're the wave yet to collapse Dexter and the quantum world, perhaps we'll overlap
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