Trauma Cat - Tsai Shen Lyrics

"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
"Don't be afraid of your downfall
It's your downfall that should fear you
If you know that it's coming, it'll sooner start running away"
Lucky numbers 1, 3, 29, 38
Well, that's just great
They shot the fact-checker and threw him in the lake
For Heaven's sake
Will someone please go out
And fish his little glasses from
The duckweed cluster there
Does no one care? Are you aware that when you
Can't even trust in your experts
All your experts distrust you
Though I can't really say I'm an expert on ID'ing experts
I've got a clue
It's not me, and it's not you
Good morning, and how do you do

"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
"Don't be afraid of your downfall
It's your downfall that should fear you
If you know that it's coming, it'll sooner start running away"
Lucky numbers 1, 3, 29, 38
Well, that's just great
They shot the fact-checker and threw him in the lake
For Heaven's sake
Will someone please go out
And fish his little glasses from
The duckweed cluster there
Does no one care? Are you aware that when you
Can't even trust in your experts
All your experts distrust you
Though I can't really say I'm an expert on ID'ing experts
I've got a clue
It's not me, and it's not you
Good morning, and how do you do