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My dad ran my songs through A.I.  Perfect meter in this line.  I love it.
without my permission.
I have to admit it made me cry
Hearing my words and chords with precision

Strings and flutes and vocal runs  Perfect meter in this line also.  But it's a different meter.  
An entire orchestra hitting me
in the stomach, I was done

My dad laughed and asked why
It's your song its your words just listen
It was so clean I wanted to die
Witnessing the actualization of my vision

Dreaming if id ever had the funds
An entire orchestra hitting you
In the soul,  knowing there's no one

I do love the sound of my voice, no lie
My forms and compositions
My inability to sing in key, i cant deny
Though the temptations  I don't understand this line.

Interesting subject matter.  But my personal inclination would be to perfect the meter and otherwise try to write it so that even a ten year old kid could immediately understand it.