[Verse 1]
Oh, you’re such a Virgo, you said it yourself,
“Perfectionist vibes” while your life’s on a shelf.
Blame Mercury retrograde when things fall apart,
Like the planets align for your broken heart.
Swiping left, swiping right, quoting the stars,
Like Jupiter’s guiding your Tinder wars.
You’re not deep or mystic, just trapped in a meme,
A horoscope junkie lost in the scheme.
[Chorus]
Zodiac signs are your whole sad trick,
Personality traits from a horoscope pick.
You’re not complicated, you’re just insecure,
Hiding behind stars ‘cause you can't find more.
Zodiac signs rule your whole sad life,
Every date ruined with “What’s your sign?”
Destiny’s fiction you cling to for kicks,
Blaming the stars for your logic’s fix.
[Verse 2]
“Oh, I’m a Gemini, so I’m two-faced,”
Nah, you’re just flaky with zero taste.
Cancelling plans ‘cause “the energy’s off,”
Acting like fate when you’re just feeling lost.
“Aquarius vibes, I’m so misunderstood,”
Maybe you’re just boring, not edgy or good.
You’re filtering life through a mystical app,
Thinking it's fate when it’s just utter crap.
[Chorus]
Zodiac signs are your whole sad trick,
Personality traits from a horoscope pick.
You’re not complicated, you’re just insecure,
Hiding behind stars ‘cause you can't find more.
Zodiac signs rule your whole sad life,
Every date ruined with “What’s your sign?”
Destiny’s fiction you cling to for kicks,
Blaming the stars for your logic’s fix.
[Bridge]
Talking about charts like they’re gospel truth,
Blaming your moods on some cosmic sleuth.
“Pisces, I’m sensitive!” Sure, whatever,
Just an excuse to be toxic forever.
“What’s your sign?” you ask like it’s deep,
But you’re just a sheep led by horoscope sheep.
Your personality’s built on the stars,
But your whole act? It’s just subpar.
[Chorus]
Zodiac signs are your whole sad trick,
Personality traits from a horoscope pick.
You’re not complicated, you’re just insecure,
Hiding behind stars ‘cause you can't find more.
Zodiac signs rule your whole sad life,
Every date ruined with “What’s your sign?”
Destiny’s fiction you cling to for kicks,
Blaming the stars for your logic’s fix.
[Outro]
Keep worshipping planets and reading your charts,
Living your life like it's cosmic art.
You’re lost in the stars while real life goes by,
Just chasing illusions till the day you die.
Dayzzz
