| Probability | Text |
|---|
| 89% | I can believe that you're a good guy Which is the end of the show But I can see you're a good guy I can't believe that you're a good guy I can't believe that you're a good guy I can't believe that you're a good guy | ▶️ |
| 94% | As I look inside I see the needle sticking in your heart. You whisper something but I don't catch what it is. And I rip myself to pieces. | ▶️ |
| 97% | The manual is all but ok, See you later! | ▶️ |
| 94% | I can see you've got a surprise for the first time in a while, but I don't know how to think of it. | ▶️ |
| 97% | I am referencing Hollywood, but you aren't nor fina see anything. | ▶️ |
| 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 | ▶️ |
| 95% | You don't need big brothers standing there, I will stop you from something. And we have the right to be good. Mankind is always progressing. We aren't progressing. We are progressing. Yes, but it's not the religious part of the progress. It's mankind who progresses. Tell me what, tell me why. Why can't we live together? I really don't see it like that. Tell me why, tell me why. Why can't we live together? We're told in the Baha'i writings that we should not fight over religion. We should not argue about religion. Why can't we live together? Why can't we live together? Which one of you is right? Neither of us. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. You're just a little piece in this world. | ▶️ |
| 96% | But while I see you all, it's time to count it down! | ▶️ |
| 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. | ▶️ |
| 95% | But you feel me too see? I've been afraid." | ▶️ |
