Who knows how long I've loved you?
You know I love you still
Will I wait a lonely lifetime?
If you want me to, I will
Who knows how long I've loved you?
You know I love you still
Will I wait a lonely lifetime?
If you want me to, I will
Are you still mine
Because I must know
Who's on your mind
When you're all alone
There it goes again
Take me to the edge again
All I got is a dirty trick
I'm chasing down the wolves to save you
Another fight into the night until nothing else remains
How do we find harbor from the hurricane?
On a cobweb afternoon
In a room full of emptiness
By a freeway I confess
I was lost in the pages
Of a book full of death
Reading how we'll die alone
And if we're good, we'll lay to rest
Anywhere we want to go
Man grows used to everything, the scoundrel!
-Raskolnikov
All our times have come
Here but now they're gone
Seasons don't fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain
We can be like they are
And there are only a few things I miss
It's the sun in your eyes
Then you ran away
Are you thinking of me when you fuck her?
Does she know you were supposed to love me
'Til you die?
It almost killed me
How could I know?
One day I'd wake up feeling more
But I had already reached the shore
Guess we were ships in the night
Night, night
Chronic "grass is always greener" syndrome
Tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight...
The sound of the waves collide
The sound of the waves collide
The sound of the waves collide
Tonight, we ride
I was breaking out of my own skin
Choking upon release
I'm in no state, to judge you
Scratching itches best left alone
Chasing memories I used to own
I can't wait until this is over, tonight
It takes much more than wild courage
Or you'll hit just the tattered clouds
You must have just the right bullets
And the first one's always free
It was back in '32 when times were hard
He had a Colt .45 and a deck of cards
Stagger Lee
He wore rat-drawn shoes and an old stetson hat
Had a '28 Ford, had payments on that
Stagger Lee
I'm a cowboy
On a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive
Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it's not for days
The people I meet always go their separate ways
Sometimes you tell the day by the bottle that you drink
And times when you're alone, well, all you do is think
I've spent a million days
I've had many darker days
I've tried everything to block out the pain
But it just seems to haunt me
In every possible way
Kiss me until my lips fall off
I just want someone to say to me
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I'll always be there when you wake, yeah, yeah
You know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today, hey
So stay with me and I'll have it made (I'll have it made)
And I don't understand why I sleep all day
And I start to complain that there's no rain
And all I can do is read a book to stay awake
And it rips my life away, but it's a great escape
Escape
Escape
Escape
'Cause hope has wings,
To carry you,
Anything is possible,
Just might be,
A miracle,
Waiting to come true,
So I lift my eyes,
And see the sky,
Feel my heart begin to fly,
I will be carried by my dreams,
'Cause hope has wings.
(yeah)
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Marius isn’t Venus
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The spirit of Lugia is Jirachi, the spirit of BunnyRaptor, immersive wonder-works of Japan castle charts raining stars and rapids of edgy concept art rocketing for diamonds and ebony bulldozing harbors of fame and drinking relics emerging from ashes and oceans of wisdom and chlorophyll to rungs of lofty trademarks highlighting goldmines of choice and livewire fairytales
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Gonzalo Montiel = Tom Montalk
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Half my life's in books, written pages
Live and learn from fools and from sages
You know it's true, oh
All the things come back to you
Sing with me, sing for a year
Sing for the laughter, and sing the tear
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
I saw god in a bodybag
I got lost in the stars when they'd cross like a polygraph
[X]
It's hard to breathe when you're drowning in the goodbyes
But I'm still here now so tell me what that look like?
And I will never stop like I'm running from the cops
Hopped up in my car and told my chauffeur to the top
Life is such a fucking roller coaster then it drops
But what should I scream for this is my theme park
My minds shine even when my thoughts seem dark
Pistol on my side you don't wanna hear that thing talk
Let the king talk check the price and pay attention
Lil Wayne that's what they got to say or mention
I'm like Nevada in the middle of the summer
I'm resting in the lead I need a pillow and a cover
Shh, my foot's sleeping on the gas
No brake pads no such thing as last
I am, I have
I breathe in and out
I own a heart
An ear and an eye
I've only been here one time
It's passing me by
Been in and out
And in front of my judgmental eyes
My precious disguise
Business so cold
Can't cope with my own
How to not fail
I am flesh, bones
I am skin, soul
I am human
Nothing more than human
I am sweat, flaws
I am veins, scars
I am human
Nothing more than human
I am human
I am human
Human
Human
Human
Human
The Barnum or Forer effect is the tendency for people to judge that general, universally valid statements about personality are actually specific descriptions of their own personalities. A "universally valid" statement is one that is true of everyone—or, more likely, nearly everyone. It is not known why people tend to make such misjudgments, but the effect has been experimentally reproduced.
The psychologist Paul Meehl named this fallacy "the P.T. Barnum effect" because Barnum built his circus and dime museum on the principle of having something for everyone. It is also called "the Forer effect" after its discoverer, the psychologist Bertram R. Forer, who modestly dubbed it "the fallacy of personal validation".
And I can't wait to see the sunrise again
I'm what you'll never be
To better what I am
You won't hear lies from me
I'm not in love
Could it be that
Time has taken its toll
Won't take you so far
I am in control
And we were lovers
Now we can't be friends
Fascination ends
Here we go again
The Barnum or Forer effect is the tendency for people to judge that general, universally valid statements about personality are actually specific descriptions of their own personalities. A "universally valid" statement is one that is true of everyone—or, more likely, nearly everyone. It is not known why people tend to make such misjudgments, but the effect has been experimentally reproduced.
The psychologist Paul Meehl named this fallacy "the P.T. Barnum effect" because Barnum built his circus and dime museum on the principle of having something for everyone. It is also called "the Forer effect" after its discoverer, the psychologist Bertram R. Forer, who modestly dubbed it "the fallacy of personal validation".
I will give you
Everything to
Say you wanna stay, you want me to
Say you'll never die, you'll always haunt me
I wanna know I belong to you
Say you'll haunt me
“Things always seem fairer when we look back at them, and it is out of that inaccessible tower of the past that Longing leans and beckons.”
— James Russell Lowell猫が生き甲斐
Wire me up to machines, I'll be your prisoner
Find it hard to believe you are my murderer
I'm on fire behind you
It's a fallen sky
Everybody let us say goodbye to all our notions
'Cause it's not enough to say that we're humane when we're left behind
It's too late to think that we can worship human emotions
'Cause we've already evolved into machines in our minds.
And if you long to never die
Baby, plug in, upload your mind
Come on, you're not even alive
If you're not backed up on a drive
And if you long to never die
Baby, plug in, upload your mind
Come on, you're not even alive
If you're not backed up, backed up on a drive
The Barnum or Forer effect is the tendency for people to judge that general, universally valid statements about personality are actually specific descriptions of their own personalities. A "universally valid" statement is one that is true of everyone—or, more likely, nearly everyone. It is not known why people tend to make such misjudgments, but the effect has been experimentally reproduced.
The psychologist Paul Meehl named this fallacy "the P.T. Barnum effect" because Barnum built his circus and dime museum on the principle of having something for everyone. It is also called "the Forer effect" after its discoverer, the psychologist Bertram R. Forer, who modestly dubbed it "the fallacy of personal validation".
Knowledge is a deadly friend
When no one sets the rules.
The fate of all mankind I see
Is in the hands of fools.
You pray to stars that can help you get by
And all at once you forget to try
Whatever happens, I'll leave it all to chance
Another heartache, another failed romance, on and on
Does anybody know what we are living for?
All embrace me
It's my time to rule at last
Fifteen years have I been waiting
To sit upon my throne
No allegiance
I will swear no oath
Crowned by god not by the church
As my power is divine
We all hoped to be finding a light
We were alone on the Earth
Searching for someone alike
Your words made sense
In the truth you possessed
Believing the call of our kind
Would be fine if we were
Divinely blessed
All I've known, all I've done
All I've felt was leading to this
Stranded on an island made of glass
Trapped between the future and the past
Wondering if each day will be my last
Wondering how much solace I can stand
Tongue-tied and twisted, just an earth-bound misfit, I
Man grows used to everything, the scoundrel!
-Raskolnikov
Don't look back
The time has come
All the pain turns into love
We're not submissive, we're not aggressive
But they think we can't defend
The Barnum or Forer effect is the tendency for people to judge that general, universally valid statements about personality are actually specific descriptions of their own personalities. A "universally valid" statement is one that is true of everyone—or, more likely, nearly everyone. It is not known why people tend to make such misjudgments, but the effect has been experimentally reproduced.
The psychologist Paul Meehl named this fallacy "the P.T. Barnum effect" because Barnum built his circus and dime museum on the principle of having something for everyone. It is also called "the Forer effect" after its discoverer, the psychologist Bertram R. Forer, who modestly dubbed it "the fallacy of personal validation".
Link it to the world
Link it to yourself
Stretch it like a birth squeeze
The love for what you hide
The bitterness inside
Is growing like the new born
Finally taking flight
I know you don't think it's right
I know that you think it's fake
Maybe fake's what I like
The point is, I have the right
Not thinking in black and white
I'm thinking it's worth the fight
Soon to be out of sight
Knowing it all this time
Going with what I always longed for
Feel like a brand new person
(But you'll make the same old mistakes)
The Barnum or Forer effect is the tendency for people to judge that general, universally valid statements about personality are actually specific descriptions of their own personalities. A "universally valid" statement is one that is true of everyone—or, more likely, nearly everyone. It is not known why people tend to make such misjudgments, but the effect has been experimentally reproduced.
The psychologist Paul Meehl named this fallacy "the P.T. Barnum effect" because Barnum built his circus and dime museum on the principle of having something for everyone. It is also called "the Forer effect" after its discoverer, the psychologist Bertram R. Forer, who modestly dubbed it "the fallacy of personal validation".
Black then white are all I see in my infancy
Red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me
Lets me see
I want you to remember
A love so full it could send us all ways
I want you to surrender
All my feelings rose today
And I want you to remain
The power of children can amaze
I'll try not to complain
I know that's a pisser baby
The chemicals between us
The walls that lie between us
Lying in this bed
The chemicals displaced
There is no lonelier place
Than lying in this bed
Man grows used to everything, the scoundrel!
-Raskolnikov
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