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,y ou'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!