| Probability | Text |
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| 99% | On this second time you were saving all the flow And I had to get back, and you talked to me some more | ▶️ |
| 94% | Let me come again back to the top | ▶️ |
| 99% | Oh baby please, don't let me jaunt, stop spinning my emotions round and get your feet back on the ground and listen to the sonic sound. This piece was made by me for you, my feelings rendered me right through a lot of things I couldn't imagine to exist. It hit my stomach like a fist. | ▶️ |
| 94% | And come on back to me and you will see | ▶️ |
| 96% | I reach the place and I've spotted him. I don't know what the hell's he doing. He's there, a phone box, but there's nobody. The other one must not be ready. He seems to me. He's gonna face back quickly. I hide in a nearby path. Here I can see him without being lost, but if he leaves, I will have to rush. | ▶️ |
| 99% | 1187, Hunter-Voss. That's the hotel, what? Where I live? Nice place, I sure guess. Is that part of the test? No, just warming up, that's all. It's not fancy or anything. You're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all this is the test now? Yes, you're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all of a sudden you look at it. What world? What desert? Doesn't make any difference what desert is completely hypothetical. But after my breathing, maybe you're fed up. Maybe you want to be by yourself, who knows? You look down and you see a tortoise, Leon. It's crawling towards you. Tortoise? What's that? You know what a turtle is? Of course. Same thing. Never seen a turtle. But I understand what you mean. You reach down and you flip the tortoise over on his back, Leon. You make up these questions, Mr. Holden, and they write them down for you. The tortoise lays on his back, his belly baking in a hot sun beating his legs trying to turn himself over, but it can't. Not without your help. Would you not help him? What do you mean I'm not helping? I mean you're not helping. Why is that Leon? They're just questions, Leon. In answer to your query, they're written down for me. It's a test designed to provoke an emotional response. Shall we continue? Describe in single words only the good things that come into your mind. About your mother? My mother? Yeah. Let me tell you about my mother. | ▶️ |
| 98% | 1187, Hunter-Voss. That's the hotel, what? Where I live? Nice place, I sure guess. Is that part of the test? No, just warming up, that's all. It's not fancy or anything. You're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all this is the test now? Yes, you're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all of a sudden you look at it. What world? What desert? Doesn't make any difference what desert is completely hypothetical. But after my breathing, maybe you're fed up. Maybe you want to be by yourself, who knows? You look down and you see a tortoise, Leon. It's crawling towards you. Tortoise? What's that? You know what a turtle is? Of course. Same thing. Never seen a turtle. But I understand what you mean. You reach down and you flip the tortoise over on his back, Leon. You make up these questions, Mr. Holden, and they write them down for you. The tortoise lays on his back, his belly baking in a hot sun beating his legs trying to turn himself over, but it can't. Not without your help. Would you not help him? What do you mean I'm not helping? I mean you're not helping. Why is that Leon? They're just questions, Leon. In answer to your query, they're written down for me. It's a test designed to provoke an emotional response. Shall we continue? Describe in single words only the good things that come into your mind. About your mother? My mother? Yeah. Let me tell you about my mother. | ▶️ |
| 100% | If you have a problem, help your boy to have a wide chain. You can't play the school job and see the help you're sharing. The same way you can't back me, you can't back me, you can't have time. You're also weak to properly talk about the pain. | ▶️ |
| 97% | That tells you on- Sit back and talk to me later! | ▶️ |
| 100% | You bring them back to me | ▶️ |
