Trauma Cat - Order, Power, Truth Lyrics

Now, now
Do you want order
Do you want power
Do you want truth
Whatchu want, whatchu want
Whatchu want, whatchu want
Do you want order
Do you want power
Do you want truth
Whatchu want, whatchu want
Whatchu want, whatchu want
("What comes next?" I ask the Chinese God of Fortune from my bed
And in my head, he gets right back to me
And much like this small slip of paper, riddles of my death
In broken verse, he does his worst and goes like)
(Welcome to the crux, we made it. Welcome to the crux
It's all downhill from here
It's all downhill from here, yeah
Welcome to the crux, we made it. Welcome to the crux
It's all downhill from here
It's all downhill from here, yeah)
(Falling down the bunnyhole)
(White Jesus. White, White Jesus
White Jesus. White, White Jesus)
(I'm a real free thinker with bars of gold)
(White Jesus. White, White Jesus)
(This wedding is stupid
This wedding is dumb)
(Plead with the gods for some direction)
(They've promised me cake, and all I've got are crumbs)
(But you don't need answers, you need better questions)
Do you want order
Do you want power
Do you want truth
Whatchu want, whatchu want
Whatchu want, whatchu want
Do you want order
Do you want power
Do you want

Now, now
Do you want order
Do you want power
Do you want truth
Whatchu want, whatchu want
Whatchu want, whatchu want
Do you want order
Do you want power
Do you want truth
Whatchu want, whatchu want
Whatchu want, whatchu want
("What comes next?" I ask the Chinese God of Fortune from my bed
And in my head, he gets right back to me
And much like this small slip of paper, riddles of my death
In broken verse, he does his worst and goes like)
(Welcome to the crux, we made it. Welcome to the crux
It's all downhill from here
It's all downhill from here, yeah
Welcome to the crux, we made it. Welcome to the crux
It's all downhill from here
It's all downhill from here, yeah)
(Falling down the bunnyhole)
(White Jesus. White, White Jesus
White Jesus. White, White Jesus)
(I'm a real free thinker with bars of gold)
(White Jesus. White, White Jesus)
(This wedding is stupid
This wedding is dumb)
(Plead with the gods for some direction)
(They've promised me cake, and all I've got are crumbs)
(But you don't need answers, you need better questions)
Do you want order
Do you want power
Do you want truth
Whatchu want, whatchu want
Whatchu want, whatchu want
Do you want order
Do you want power
Do you want