| Probability | Text |
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| 94% | We're in alert! All hands to battle stations, got the Picard to the bridge! | ▶️ |
| 97% | Took a year but they each tounced back, back to sick trends and back to sick traps To simplify it, yo, it's to the night, it took hours and it took days But all the time the clique got paid, flowing, never stuck in a one-hit franchise Yo, fuck up and see how you can rock the mic with your hands tied | ▶️ |
| 99% | You're the one, yeah put all my trust in your hands Come on and look at my eyes, here I am Here I am | ▶️ |
| 95% | The next few minutes are in the lap of the gods and the hands of the Beatles. In my young days, when I was a lad, they used to have actors in films. Yeah, they listened. It's all changed now. Well this is what a lot do then. In those days, the actors used to say their best bits were left on the cutting room floor, did you find it? | ▶️ |
| 99% | I peel the skin off my face like exposed to sydney's delay. My travels can destroy you, but unfortunately I have no idea where I've been. In the prison of my mind, a bunch of devices, spoons and speakable horrors to my friends. Bloodstains on my hands did not be washed away. I'm not losing it at last, you have to find myself inside or out of the furnace. I'm on the ground, all running to war in the first direction. There's no reason I have to take a few risks of your poisonous clothes and quartz from your veins. There's nothing left here to work for you, you can't handle that situation. I'm posing you inside or out. And your mere madness matters, and all that is left is a boring fucking mess. | ▶️ |
| 95% | That is the slugs of the letter. I have just released the total destruction of the USS Edmese, with a loss of all hands. Say one. | ▶️ |
| 100% | and the deals are negotiated, they shake hands, and in shaking hands, they exchange the money, they exchange drugs, and they're gone. That happens all in two seconds. | ▶️ |
| 98% | All of the sewage left swept before me Without a platter that it's seen We're taking free in the shattering And uniting the end Like an Wriggling With a waste of a flame Burning me from inside Why can't escape My hands were chained And my head knelt to the wall Why try to scream What can't make a sound Scuttle us figures with motion sounds Light off this world Not even from my worst nightmares | ▶️ |
| 97% | All of the sewage left swept before me Without a platter that it's seen We're taking free in the shattering And uniting the end Like an Wriggling With a waste of a flame Burning me from inside Why can't escape My hands were chained And my head knelt to the wall Why try to scream What can't make a sound Scuttle us figures with motion sounds Light off this world Not even from my worst nightmares | ▶️ |
| 93% | Take germs for a second. Germs? Huh? Eighteen century? No such thing. Nothing. We don't have a magic such thing. No same person. Ah! Ah! Welcome to the start of... Ah! Ah! Ah! Similarize. Similarize. Similarize. He's trying to convince people of a doctor's name. They're doing a skinny tiny physical path. They call germs. They came to your body and make you sick. He's trying to get doctors to wash their hands. What is this guy? Crazy? A teeny tiny physical? What he called germs? Huh? What? Now! I go in, I order a burger, and it's fast food joint. The guy drops it on the floor. Jim. He picks it up. He wipes it off. He hands it to me. I just all okay. What about the germs I say? He says, I don't believe in germs. Germs just a plot they made up. So they can sell you just with batman's and slits. Now! He's crazy, right? Oh! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! | ▶️ |
