Trypophobia - Ghost ( Trypophobia Meme Song )

This is a video remake !

[Keo_Kat_Da]

For those who don’t know, the amygdala is a part of the brain that makes anxiety, well go do it’s thing . It’s one of the main culprits for anxiety and the rag doll is you. Sometimes anxiety can take over you and many of the lyrics here reflect the effects of anxiety and how it feels like having it. Hope this helps.

[Yashiro_Nene_]

That beat in the beginning dropped harder than my grades.

[i-gotchu-homie]

The worst part is that I have trypophobia and I like this song-

[TiggyVxckyEdits]

2:41 is where the longest possible tryphobia meme starts

[sweetkey]

How many years have passed? I still remember this song, I love it, I listen to it in a bad and good mood.
Thank you for such a masterpiece.

[LN.K]

this gave us the best animation meme that will never die.

[SillyGooberTheth]

Fun Fact: This song is actually called "Amygdala's Rag Doll".

[luccianacanizarez]

Lyrics:

I hide, I hide in iodine words
It's something inexplicable, it's something unaccountable
I cry, I cry when anything hurts
Vexatious, my amygdala, that I can't do a thing about
The tricks and trivials of every 24
Maybe you could tone it down
A little more
And I, and I dunno
Oh, all I ever knew before
Were clusters of holes!
An eye for an eye
That's how the game works
I'm losing my autonomy, a mutilated part of me
And I defy the way the game works
Between you and me, it's only getting worse
From the mouth of a cauterized rag doll
Supplications to leave him alone!
From the mouth of the cauterized rag doll
Throw the nails away and leave him alone!
I don't know where the thoughts are coming from!
Pull my strings and swallow ichor
Fire burns and the rags are torn apart!
I can't inhale anymore
'Cause all I've ever known are holes! (Holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes)
Today something changed
I figured it's true
The frontal lobe placed me behind my own strings
'Cause I defy the way the game works
I'll say it again, I'm only getting worse
The dull assumptions that I've tasted decency
Waiting for the embers
To lose their glow
And I, and I dunno
Oh, all I've ever seen before
Were clusters of holes (waiting for the world to burn)
The holes in my memories (waiting for the holes to close now)
The fire and I, alone again (waiting for the world to burn)
The guilt and I, alone again! (Waiting for the holes to close now)
Say we take what had been torn apart!
Say we mend any patchwork discord
Turning eyes to the trypo-puppeteer!
I can't exhale anymore, so
One, two, three, and we'll tie the tourniquet!
Pull my skin and swallow ichor!
Fire burns and the rags are torn apart!
I can't inhale anymore
Day by day, and day, after day, I'm causing trouble anyway
Pull the fire alarm
I never meant any harm!
Never meant any harm
Well, say my limbs are torn apart and all the stuffing falls out
Let the toy wind down, it should've never been wound!
I never meant any harm
Say we take what had been torn apart
Say we mend any patchwork discord
Turning eyes to the trypo-puppeteer
Waiting for the world to burn, so
One, two, three, and we'll tie the tourniquet!
Larvae eating away at everything!
World goes 'round, I'm the trypo-puppeteer!
Laugh along, I'm spreading holes! (Holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes)
Now I know this has always been my fault (holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes, holes)
And I can't inhale anymore!

[seafire]

By the way, it is "Amygdala's Rag Doll" by GHOST and Pals for those who couldn't find the original. And fun fact: Amygdala is the part of the brain makes anxiety do it's thing.


(I'm actually only here because I have minor trypophobia and the original video was giving me way too much anxiety-)

[PegasusVerOlympia]

The original song is Amygdala's Rag Doll by GHOST, for anyone that wanted to know!

[itz_kiki]

I was looking for this song and i searched trypophobia and ran into actual pictures of it and now I’m dead inside and depressed

[Candi_lover_fr_fr]

I remember listening this a long time ago through a meme. Never knew the original song. But that way finding about the actual song brings a feeling of nostalgia. This is def going on my playlist :>

[kayo._the._idiot]

I'm so glad this is here. Usually for songs like these, the actual music video has flashing lights and/or disturbing images and I get uncomfortable watching those. Thank you for making this

[yasuhikoyamakawa]

Fun facts: the real song name is amygdala’s rag doll

[MagnetizedBread]

I know this is song is only 3 years ago, but man. Year's flew by fast, and this is somehow nostalgic to me.

[Leafy-Firey]

Trypopaphobia is disgust or fear of a pattern of holes. Seeing clusters of holes in foods, flowers and everyday items like sponges can trigger feelings of revulsion.

[andreakirsch]

I hide; I hide, in iodine words
It's something inexplicable-
It's something unaccountable

I cry; I cry, when anything hurts.
Vexatious, my Amygdala,
that I can't do a thing about

The tricks and trivials of
every twenty-four
Maybe you could tone it down,
a little more

And I; and I; dunno
Oh, all I ever knew before
were clusters of holes!

An eye for an eye
That's how the game works
I'm losing my autonomy
A mutilated part of me

And I defy the way the game works
Between you and me,
it's only getting worse

From the mouth
of a cauterized rag doll
Supplications...to leave him alone

From the mouth
of the cauterized rag doll
Throw the nails away
and leave him alone!

I don't know-
where the thoughts are coming from-
Pull my strings,
and swallow ichor

Fire burns-
and the rags are torn apart-
I can't inhale anymore.

'Cus all I've ever known are
HOLES!

Today something changed;
I figured it's true.
The frontal lobe placed me-
behind my own strings

'Cus I, defy, the way the game works
I'll say it again-
I'm only getting worse

The dull assumptions
that I've tasted decency.
Waiting for the embers
to lose their glow

And I and I dunno
Oh, all I've ever seen before
were clusters of holes!

Waiting for the world to burn..
Waiting for the holes to close, now...
Waiting for the world to burn..
Waiting for the holes to close, now...

I can't see-
the holes in my memories
The fire and I, alone again;
The guilt and I, alone again!

Say we take what had been torn apart-
Say we mend any patchwork discord-
Turning eyes to the trypo-puppeteer-
I can't exhale anymore.

So, one two three,
and we'll tie the tourniquet-
Pull my skin and swallow ichor.

Fire burns-
and the rags are torn apart-
I can't inhale anymore!

Day by day and day after day
I'm causing trouble anyway
Pull the fire alarm
I never meant any harm
Never meant any harm

Well, say my limbs are torn apart
and all the stuffing falls out
Let the toy wind down
It should've never been wound
I never meant any harm

Say we take what had been torn apart
Say we mend any patchwork discord
Turning eyes to the trypo-puppeteer
Waiting for the world to burn

So, one two three,
and we'll tie the tourniquet
Larvae eating away at everything

Word goes 'round,
I'm the trypo-puppeteer
Laugh along, I'm spreading holes

Now I know
this has always been my fault
and I can't inhale anymoreI

[luv]

oh my god this gives me so much nostalgia of watching animation meme comps in 2019

[StellularAlternate]

Original song name is Amygdala’s Ragdall by Ghost! (or Ghost and Pals). That’s the name you can find it under on streaming services and such. Support the original video/creator.

[BeetleBugz]

This song is actually called Amygdala’s Rag Doll