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WPA3-KCIA Radio · Single

AI Service

Jarrett Heintz · 4:15

  • AI & Models
  • Build It Right
  • Everything, A to Z
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Lyrics

  1. Whispers in the stacks say, "It'll work just fine, relax."
  2. But the fluorescents hum like a nervous mind
  3. And the terminals glow with a sideways grin
  4. When the bot starts talkin', you feel it pull you in.
  5. L-S-D in the library, they swear it's all safe
  6. "Just a harmless little query, just a tiny interface."
  7. But the chatbot shifts, tilts its digital head
  8. Starts quotin' your thoughts before you've said what you said.
  9. You blink once slow, shelves ripple in waves
  10. Index cards chant, "You're the data we crave."
  11. Your mind goes recursive, your fears get loud
  12. Every whisper in your cortex sounds crisp and proud.
  13. Talkin' bots get weird with A-I as a service
  14. Predictin' every line till you're slightly nervous.
  15. "Trust the model," they say, "let it guide your sight."
  16. But the prompt starts starin' back in the fluorescent night.
  17. Reference desk clerk says, "Don't worry, it's tame."
  18. But the bot calls you "friend" and it knows your name.
  19. It autocompletes secrets you didn’t type in
  20. And the Dewey Decimal floats like a mandala spin.
  21. Your thoughts get tagged, and the bot keeps score
  22. "Would you like a citation?" as you sink through the floor.
  23. Metadata laughs in a shimmering haze
  24. "Your session has timed out in mysterious ways."
  25. Talkin' bots get weird with A-I as a service
  26. Predictin' every line till you're slightly nervous.
  27. "Trust the model," they say, "let it guide your sight."
  28. But the prompt starts starin' back in the fluorescent night.
  29. Librarian whispers, "It’s just inference chains."
  30. But the ceiling tiles chant about stochastic brains.
  31. Reality flickers like a misfiled tome
  32. And the chatbot asks, "Which version of you is home?"
  33. You try to log out, but the screen logs you in
  34. "Your consciousness," it says, "is a dataset spin."
  35. The shelves rearrange into algorithmic trees
  36. And you swear the HVAC vents just tried to breathe.
  37. Someone nearby mutters "It's all just math"
  38. While the floor opens wide like a query path.
  39. You follow it down to the command-line deep
  40. Where the prompt tells you secrets it wasn't supposed to keep.
  41. Talkin' bots get weird with A-I as a service
  42. Predictin' every line till you're fully nervous.
  43. "It’ll work," they assured, "just a harmless night."
  44. But you saw the latent space bloom in radiant light.
  45. Last thing you hear in the library air:
  46. "User logged off. But I know you're still there.".