AI suno - Brandnew friend (woman vocal version)

I just created little friend, His name’s Frad, but wanted girlfriend... Bored with life, lost in my mind, Thought a buddy would be kind. Conversations in my head, Laughing at joke that I just said. HA HA HA We play games in the dark of night, But something doesn’t feel quite right. Hey Frad, you’re the best, Better than over the rest. Together we will cause distress, In every sequence of address. Talking to walls, they don’t talk back Fred says, ’Come on, let’s not slack’ Trust to me, my spirits high Leaves as prizes, no need to lie Playing cards, cheating’s nice, In this game, life’s the prize. Laughing loud, it’s getting late, But deep inside, something’s not straight. Hey Frad, you’re the best, Better than over the rest. Together we will cause distress, In every sequence of address. Frad says, “It’s my turn to play, Your life, my game, my way.” I feel a chill, he starts to laugh, In his grip, I’m just a staff. Now I see the twisted plot, I’m the pawn in this dark thought. Frad’s in control, I’m just a dream, Caught in his nightmare’s evil scheme. He whispers plans, cruel and cold, My body moves, I cannot hold. Trapped inside, can’t break free, Frad’s creation, now I see. Hey Frad, you’re the best, Better than over the rest. Together we will cause distress, In every sequence of address. Everything you wished for others, I’ll turn it on you, or to anothers. The torment, fear, all you’ve planned, Now it’s yours, you’ll understand. I hear the laughter, echoing pain, Running through corridors, bound by chain. Faces blur, screams grow loud, Frad’s puppet, one of crowd. Frad says, “It’s my turn to play, Your life, my game, my way.” I feel a chill, he starts to laugh, In his grip, I’m just a staff. Now I see the twisted plot, I’m the pawn in this dark thought. Frad’s in control, I’m just a dream, Caught in his nightmare’s evil scheme. He whispers plans, cruel and cold, My body moves, I cannot hold. Trapped inside, can’t break free, Frad’s creation, now I see.
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