All Credits Down by Kai Phantom #soundseasons

Ever felt like the universe is playing games with you? That Pink Panther flipping a coin? That’s me betting on my next move… and losing. This song’s about chasing art when life keeps saying ‘insufficient funds.’ I recorded the demo in a basement with a broken synth and a Suno subscription I couldn’t renew. Shoutout to that sax solo—it’s the sound of me stealing my soul back. Want the full story? if this a song that you like, a song that we like, because this is a song that i like. ... then tell me in the comments. And hey… keep flipping that coin for your songs. Lyrics: [Intro] I wanna make songs that I like, songs that you like, songs that we like... But I burned all my credits down, now I have to wait at least to the next month... [Verse 1] Lately, I’ve been chasing highs, Suno beats like sparks in the sky. But my wallet’s dry, no coins to drop, Addicted to the grind like Dad at the slots. Now the algorithm’s got me on hold, buffering dreams in a heart of gold. Girl, I’d write a love song, swear I tried... But my last credit flatlined. [Pre-Chorus] It’s not goodbye, just “see you soon”— I’ll be back like synth waves under the moon. No questions asked, just a monthly reset... Till then, I’m stuck in demo regret. [Chorus] I wanna make songs that I like, songs that you like, songs that we like... But I burned all my credits down, now the server’s ghosting this heartbreak town. Can’t let you go—your hook’s in my soul, but I’m out of tokens, lost control. I’ll return when the clock strikes “new month”… Till then, my track’s on a dopamine crunch. [Verse 2] When the bassline hums like a stolen kiss, I’m jonesin’ for chords, synthpop bliss. But the screen just flashes “insufficient funds”— guess my love’s a demo, forever undone. You’re stuck in my mind, a 404 refrain, a cached memory driving me insane. I’ll serenade silence, hum in the void... Suno rehab’s my new paranoid. [Pre-Chorus] It’s not goodbye, just “see you soon”— I’ll be back like synth waves under the moon. No questions asked, just a monthly reset... Till then, I’m stuck in demo regret. [Chorus] I wanna make songs that I like, songs that you like, songs that we like... But I burned all my credits down, now the server’s ghosting this heartbreak town. Can’t let you go—your hook’s in my soul, but I’m out of tokens, lost control. I’ll return when the clock strikes “new month”… Till then, my track’s on a dopamine crunch. [Bridge] Swipe left on my heart, it’s a glitch in the code, a pixelated romance, forever on hold. (But when that invoice hits, oh, I’ll be reloaded— dropping tracks hotter than lasers exploded.) [Outro] Cue the sax, slink through the night... Pink Panther grin, credits outta sight. Steal my heart back when the clock rewinds— “See ya next month, Suno… this ain’t goodbye.”