Classic Aries

My eccentricities They align with the moon Or the distant tilt Of a stellar spoon I cannot claim To believe your theories Then you explain How I'm a classic Aries I got a contradiction To your ancient wisdom Confined to my fire sign Like a cosmic prison I got a refutation To the points that you're making Stop reading my horoscope I simply can't take it I don't blame constellations For the fate that I'm chasing It's been a great conversation But my Lyft is waiting I don't blame constellations For destiny that I'm making It's been a great conversation Now call me a sucker Cause I cling to my free will Could I have another My latte needs a refill And the part that's so fucked up Our philosophical dust up Is that I stared at the stars tonight And goddammit I think you're right I don't blame constellations For the fate that I'm chasing It's been a great conversation But my Lyft is waiting I don't blame constellations For destiny that I'm making It's been a great conversation My eccentricities They align with the moon Or the distant tilt Of a stellar spoon And the part that's so fucked up Our philosophical dust up Is that I stared at the stars tonight And goddammit I think you're right