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As Saul before you

You want an answer now

Ask the dead about the future

Thinking they've learned a lot while in the ground

Read the tea leaves, read the stars, read Egyptian tarot cards

Count the numbers, cast the pearls, analyze the fallen bones

(Analyze the fallen bones)

With one hand on the liver and one hand on the ouija board

You pretend to have control

These things give you a feeling of higher purpose

But you interpret them as you will

You feel you get the best of both worlds

Read the tea leaves, read the stars, read Crowley's tarot cards

Count the numbers, cast the pearls, you see the future in the palm of your hand

(See the future in the palm of your hand)

Let's stop pretending there is anything to this

You see what you want to see

Like looking at an ink blot

You can only see your thoughts

The future, in the palm of your hands

The future, in the palm of your hands

If you can tell the future, and you consult the dead

Are you not already dead (as Saul was before you)?

You're speaking to a crystal ball but precious stone cannot hear

You're scrying on deaf ears

You're scrying on deaf ears

You're scrying on deaf ears

Your precious stones cannot hear

You're scrying on deaf ears