Sunos Roses

Lyrics

"I need to give out these roses while I can, let me say it cos its real
you took the words I used to hide and made them something she could feel"

...

yeah...
I heard Joyner say to give roses while you still can
so here they are
These roses are for Suno

Mikey
Georg
Martin
Keenan
and the whole damn team
thank you, for real, you really dont know what this means
from the developers to the user support, please
shout out to Josh who helped me out just this week
thank you everyone,
shit, like, seriously
executives, engineers, the person pumping the product dreams
Every last dude or dudette responsible behind the scenes
Might be exhausting and probably
playing a steak in part of the beef
Thats ruining some of the teams families
Even if today you dont get a break to eat
just know we appreciate your expertise

Shit,

Im just playing
I know you probably treat staff well
Right,

... right?

Anyway

Hotwife of Pi

thank you Suno

Cos
I've had notes in my phone that I treated like trash
now theyre feeling like tracks as Im hearing them back
like wait, thats mine, that line, that love, that pain, that heat
I used to hide all my words like it werent that deep
now when I play my songs, my mate dont speak
he just looks at me like, shit, you made this? well played, shit
yeah, well, at least I wrote it, used suno to generate it
Ive had this fucking thing in my phone for far too long, shit
Shouldnt sing, wouldnt play, couldnt make music connect
Ive got decades of lyrics living inside my head
then Suno put my work in the world
through the words Im so glad I kept

Ive made a decision that my vision can make an incision
Cut cold composition on the screen as my S pens goes red
like, really, you helped me make my wife cry,
 and this time not from hurt, but from hearing my words, like
you helped me to form love
In a way I never would or could have placed into performance
gave my words a life as you gave my wife my words
and sang with soul in the chorus

Cos I'd have never sung them to her
never stood there with the nerve
so the realest things I write
would always look stupider than they were
nothing more than notes in my phone
she might have found when I was gone
daft scribbles she'd have thought were just poems in a folder she'd find
but you helped me wrap them up in music and made the meaning feel and thrive,
so suno this is me giving you your roses for helping me give my wife hers while Im still alive

roses while I can
let me say it cos its real
you took the words I used to hide
and made them something she could feel

I had love tied up on my tongue
that I never wouldve sung
now its coming out the speakers
instead of dying on my phone

so Im giving you your roses
cos you gave my words a stage
helped me give my wife her flowers
while Im still here to see her face

Ive never lacked the feeling or way to frame it
had a mind full of music but just no voice to contain it
Id write it, then hide it
then call it too dramatic
like love was only valid if I made it more poetic
cos I could type “I love you" till the keys give in
but White Widow can tell the silk of the web that we weaved in
Happy nights, hard years, lots of laughs, internal bruises
Without you suno everything I've wrote wouldve been useless
she could have only have heard the music how I infused it through you, shit
the bits that always felt awkward to say feels amazing when its sung
And I finally found a way to get the air out my lungs
so when she hears it, she hears me
not a short message or a note, shit
or a half finished thought that I threw in a folder on my phone as soon as I wrote it
so suno this is me giving you your roses for helping me give my wife hers before Im going

roses while I can
let me say it cos its real
you took the words I used to hide
and made them something she could feel

I had love tied up on my tongue
that I never wouldve sung
now its coming out the speakers
instead of dying on my phone

so Im giving you your roses
cos you gave my words a stage
helped me give my wife her flowers
while Im still here to see her face

Hotwife of Pi

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