No chance of an escape
A war of roses, hearts astray
As others like them they lived just to take
I failed this one last time
Honesty my only crime
Just couldn't see behind that deceiving smile
Yes, you have seen me fall
I might stumble but never will I crawl... and you?
Now you're dropped from the sky
Can little angel fly?
Tears in your eyes
It's you who are weak this time
Cruel is the night
So run, angel, run and hide
No one by your side
Cry, little angel, cry
I'll be honest, we all liars
I'll be honest, we all liars
I'm pulled over and I got priors
Guess we goin' down, guess who's goin' to jail?
Guess who's goin' to jail tonight?
Guess who's goin' to jail tonight?
Guess who's goin' to jail tonight?
God gon' post my bail tonight
Don't you curse at mе on text, why you try to hit the flex?
I hold up, likе, "What?" I scroll, I scroll up like, "Next"
Guess who's getting X'ed? Like, next
Guess who's getting X'ed?
You made a choice, that's your bad
Single life ain't so bad
But we ain't finna go there
Something's off, I'll tell you why
Guess who's goin' to jail tonight
What a grand plan to sell you out
I could scream and shout, let it out
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 bless the rains down in africa
Storybook endings, fairytales coming true
Deep down inside we wanna believe they still do
Chronic "grass is always greener" syndrome
Love me with your worst intentions
Didn't even stop to question
Every time you burned me down
Don't know how, for a moment it felt like heaven
Love me with your worst intentions
Painted us a happy ending
Every time you burned me down
Don't know how, for a moment it felt like heaven
And it's so gut-wrenchin'
Fallin' in the wrong direction
Chronic "grass is always greener" syndrome
[this song puts deep existential fear into me.]
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your hometown
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine, staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long, and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say
Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
And when I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells
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".
Pack yourself a toothbrush dear
Pack yourself a favorite blouse
Take a withdrawal slip
Take all of your savings out
'Cause if we don't leave this town
We might never make it out
I was not born to drown
Baby come on
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 miss your tan skin, your sweet smile
So good to me, so right
And how you held me in your arms that September night
The first time you ever saw me cry
Maybe this is wishful thinkin'
Probably mindless dreamin'
But if we loved again, I swear I'd love you right
I'd go back in time and change it, but I can't
So if the chain is on your door, I understand
Chronic "grass is always greener" syndrome
Don't wanna rush it
Let the rhythm pull you in
It's here so touch it
If I touch a burning candle I can feel no pain
In the ice or in the sun it's all the same
Yet I feel my heart is aching
Though it doesn't beat it's breaking
And the pain here that I feel
Try and tell me it's not real
I know that I am dead
Yet it seems that I still have some tears to shed
Chronic "grass is always greener" syndrome
Are they themselves to blame?
The misery, the pain?
Didn't we let it go?
Allowed it, let it grow?
Sorry to my unknown lover
Sorry that I can't believe
That anybody ever really
Starts to fall in love with me
Sorry to my unknown lover
Sorry I could be so blind
Didn't mean to leave you
And all of the things that we had behind
Chronic "grass is always greener" syndrome
There is no love that can endure
Envelop or protect you
Forward go to open seas
The quest it is your master
Just like magic
Just like magic
Middle finger to my thumb and then I snap it, ayy
Just like magic
I'm attractive
I get everything I want 'cause I attract it
Chronic "grass is always greener" syndrome
Watcha gonna do when I'm bored
And I wanna play video games at 2 AM?
What if I need a friend?
Will you ride 'til the end?
Am I enough
To keep your love
When I'm old and stuff?
Will you still have a crush?
Chronic "grass is always greener" syndrome
Demon I am and face I peel
See your skin turned inside out, 'cause
Gotta have you on my wall
Gotta have you on my wall, 'cause
I want your skull
I need your skull
I want your skull
I need your skull
All I wanna do is cry
That's all I wanna do
All I wanna do is cry
Bang my head, until I start to fly
Bang, bang, I start to fly
Bang, bang, I start to fly
Chronic "grass is always greener" syndrome
Coffee's there
On the floor
From the night before
Shades are drawn
Against the sun
Where is everyone?
I'm not like them but I can pretend
The sun is gone but I have a light
The day is done but I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb or maybe I'm just happy
I think I'm just happy
I think I'm just happy
I think I'm just happy
The mind is restless and difficult to restrain, but it is subdued by practice
-Krishna
Madness is the gift that has been given to me.
He claims it's dangerous to be innocent
'Cause you're the victim every time
Histories of insanity intruding on the sane
Celebrate
This party's over
I'm going home
Your love is my turning page
Where only the sweetest words remain
Every kiss is a cursive line
Every touch is a redefining phrase
I surrender who I've been for who you are
For nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart
If I had only felt how it feels to be yours
Well, I would have known what I've been living for all along
Chronic "grass is always greener" syndrome
This world has gone to shit
Large cracks emerge breaking apart cities and towns
Spewing fire from the very depths of hell
There is no stopping the chaos it brings forth
Cities burn, families die
He is merciless and will not stop
Pain everlasting, brings nothing but sorrow
Merciless combat breaks out between the ones
With the strength and the will to survive
Friends turned to foes
As they fight to survive
He sits on his throne
Laughing maniacally (laughing)
But in the end, he will kill them all anyway
Entrapped in psychosis, is this a dreamworld?
ENTRAPPED IN PSYCHOSIS, IS THIS A DREAMWORLD?
WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?
DIE!
I wish a mod would change this thread title's "too" into "to"...that is driving me crazy, lol.
I was a highwayman
Along the coach roads I did ride
With sword and pistol by my side
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade
The bastards hung me in the spring of '25
But I am still alive
I was a sailor
I was born upon the tide
With the sea I did abide
I sailed a schooner 'round the Horn to Mexico
I went aloft to furl the mainsail in a blow
And when the yards broke off they said that I got killed
But I am living still
I was a dam builder
Across the river deep and wide
Where steel and water did collide
A place called Boulder on the wild Colorado
I slipped and fell into the wet concrete below
They buried me in that great tomb that knows no sound
But I am still around
I'll always be around, and around and around
And around and around and around and around
I'll fly a starship
Across the Universe divide
And when I reach the other side
I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can
Perhaps I may become a highwayman again
Or I may simply be a single drop of rain
But I will remain
And I'll come back again, and again
And again and again and again and again
And again
Lol. I'd never noticed until you pointed it out.Originally Posted by Noir
LOL AAAH SOMEONE ACTUALLY DID IT
THANK YOU
lmaoo
For the record, I never received a notification for this quote o-o
not sure if there's a bug.
Παίζεις με τη φωτιά
Είναι τρελά
Αυτό που νιώθω για σένα
Έχουνε σπάσει τα φρένα
Κι όμως γκάζι πατώ
Είναι αλήθεια
Όχι δεν παίζω παιχνίδια
Και στα δικιά μου τα δίχτυα
Αν μπλεχτείς δεν τα βγεις
Με τι μάγια με κρατάς
καρδιά μου που το πας
Lately I
Not so present now
Not in love
For your constant fun
I've got time, but you're tired of waiting
You only want me in other spaces
Come fill your gaps with people
I know no one
So lonely trying to be yours
When you're looking for so much more
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".
Come Kali come
Covered in blood
Snakes in the sun
Come Kali come
Bring the sun
Rot in the sun
Rip like a god
In the desert of blood
Come Kali come
Bring your guns
Come Kali come
Covered in blood
Snakes in the sun
Come Kali come
Call to the sun
Call on the gods
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".
Someone call the doctor
Got a case of a love bipolar
Stuck on a roller coaster
Can't get off this ride
You change your mind
Like a girl changes clothes
Chronic "grass is always greener" syndrome
The one thing I'm sure of
Is the way we make love
The one thing I depend on
Is for us to stay strong
With every word and every breath I'm praying
That's why I'm saying,
Please forgive me, I know not what I do
Please forgive me, I can't stop loving you
Chronic "grass is always greener" syndrome
Dressed in sparks and light
Showered in dazzling white
We are the children of the sun
The nightfall is about to come
And when we die
No place to stay
We are in heaven anyway
We have to go
The sky's in flames
We're going down in purple rain
Purple rain..
Song?
Psychosis - Lifeforms
There's an art to life's distractions
To somehow escape the burning weight, the art of scraping through
Some like to imagine
The dark caress of someone else, I guess any thrill will do
Would things be easier if there was a right way?
Honey there is no right way
I see distance in your eyes
Bury me
To sleep tonight
Your touch divine
I saw distance in your eyes
He came to claim
What was his
And for years I lived
A solitary reign
I retraced
My steps to your embrace
I wanted you to stay
Yet you died away
Your touch divides
I see distance in
In your eyes
Please sing me to sleep tonight
And for years I lived
A solitary reign
Your touch divine
The distance in your eyes
You reside in me
The sacrifice
Like blood seeping through
Your old wounds
I am your old wound
You took your leave
Torn from you
Inside of you
Torn from you
Inside of you
The most beautiful eyes I could look into
I now see distance in your eyes
And I know it's a solitary reign
It's a solitary reign
Your touch divine
In my mind
Please sing me to sleep tonight
Tonight
I'm torn from you
I'm your old wound
Your old wound
Mother mine
Sing me to sleep tonight
To all I ever loved
It's a solitary reign
I know these are just lyrics, but I can't help but to respond.I can't understand how
People who are supposed to be intelligent
Can be so cruel to others
Why do they have to follow the wrong path?
It's nothing to do with nature
Or how the strong survive
1. Intelligence doesn't translate into character.
2. Often, for those who are highly intelligent, even more patience is required. When you're functioning at higher levels than everyone around you, it places a greater demand upon you to have patience and understanding for others.
Sell me the infection
It is only for the weak
No need for sympathy
The misery that is me
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