Your chart shows, truth you soundly deny

The stars hold, your life's blueprints

You smirk and pass them by

You just pass them by

(You're a) velvet hand inside an iron glove

Alone there, praising the very thoughts you're

Thinking of



Your veil of charm is pulled back

For all within sight

To gaze upon in surprise

I'm staring with delight!



You cannot change your fate! No!

Selfish anger on your face

Oh stop it, you're breaking my heart!

You love the fine art of disgrace

But not when it's cast in your part!

You should have listened up, and seen your faults

Narcissism gets you nowhere at all!

Nowhere at all!