[Verse 1] I used to make things Now I make things about making things Screenshots of sketches of plans For ideas I might maybe have someday “Trust the process” I say As I export another draft Of a draft Of a draft Into a folder called “FINAL_FOR_REAL_3” I don’t sleep I refresh [Chorus] Just one more prompt Then I’ll rest Just one more line To prove I exist Stack these AI lyrics Like crypto coins in a glitching wallet Digital vault Empty pockets Brain overdrawn Heartbeat in deficit Just one more prompt (then I’ll quit) Just one More Prompt [Verse 2] Look at me Curating my personality In bullet points and buzzwords “Raw Authentic Deeply personal” Generated in 0.8 seconds I call it art Because I stare at it longer than I stare at my friends I call it work Because I’m exhausted After rearranging twenty-four fake epiphanies Into a carousel post Productivity is my favorite drug Habit-tracker holy water Deep-work incense burning in a tab I’ll never read I pray to the algorithm For daily bread And a slightly better reach-through rate [Chorus] Just one more prompt Then I’ll rest Just one more post To prove I exist Hoarding shiny phrases Like rare coins no one can spend Digital vault Double-locked Soul on read Body on send Just one more prompt (yeah, that’s it) Just one More Prompt [Bridge] Drafts on drafts Stacked like chips In a casino Where the jackpot Is “maybe somebody cares” I don’t want meaning I want metrics I don’t want silence I want comments I don’t want sleep I want proof That I was here For a second In somebody’s scrolling [Chorus] Just one more prompt Then I’ll rest Just one more hit Of this cleverness AI lyrics Stuffed like tokens In a digital mattress Vault on full Heart on fumes Blue light halo Over my tomb Just one more prompt (whisper it) Just one more prompt (you deserve it) Just One More Prompt [Outro] I used to make things Now I make content About how much it hurts To make content Screenshot it Save it Share it Forget it New prompt Who dis


