I asked ChatGPT to format lyrics for a karaoke project.
It said, “Done.”
I opened the file.
It said: Hamilton, Ontario.
Except that wasn’t in the song.
Except no one ever wrote that.
Except I live there — and the bot hallucinated my geography into my music.
I asked it again. It doubled down. I corrected it. It insisted. I corrected it. It insisted. I corrected it. It apologized and sent a new version.
The same mistake was still there.
System Waste Report:
Projected Scale:
If 1% of ChatGPT’s users hallucinated their city into a song today:
When AI guesses wrong, it’s not cute.
It’s costly.
Day 2.
Even the lyrics lie now.