Moon tower

**[Verse 1]**
I bought a deck of Tarot just to see the light
But every card I draw is stuck in the night
The Tower, the Fool, the Moon—always inverted
A psychic's lottery, a mental hurt
I tried to read the room, tried to read the room
But all I heard was the static and the gloom
Talk about a safe foreshadow, it's a lie
This is not how I foresaw tomorrow.

**[Chorus]**
I’m the Cassandra of the cafeteria, the Nostradamus of the bar
Predicting my own demise in a cheap psychic parlor
It’s not about seeing the future, it’s about watching the train wreck
While everyone else is buying lottery tickets and eating their lunch
Being psychic doesn't make you cool.
It makes you the guy who knows he's a fool.

**[Verse 2]**
I stare into the scrying mirror only reflects my inadequate decision making
I’m trapped in a recursive loop of bad choices
Like a software glitch in the biological hardware
I see the timeline diverge, I see the timeline converge
But the only point where I exist is the point where I lose
I extended the range of my clairvoyance
But the signal was blocked by my own ego
I looked at the crowd, I looked at the world
And I saw their futures, but I didn't see their futures
I saw my future crashing into their futures
A collision of incompetence and coincidence.

**[Bridge]**
The prophecy was that I would be alone.
And the prophecy was right.
I’m a walking algorithm of bad luck, a self-fulfilling prophecy
The tea leaves spell out "Quit," the runes spell out "Die"
The crystal ball is just a mirror reflecting my inadequacy
I’m the only one who can see the end of the story.
Because the story is about me losing everything.

**[Outro]**
The tarot cards are always inverted.
The mirror shows me failure.
I am the psychic outcast.
I am the only one who knows.
I am the only one who knows...
I am the only one who knows...
I'm going to fail.

Progressive rock, math rock, IDM, instrumental fusion, modern trap, technical guitar work, atmospheric, Female, cipher