Standing on the corner of
Stuart and the Avenue
Ripping up my transfer
And a photograph of you
You´re a blur of my dead past and rotting existence

As I stand laughing on the corner of insignificance

Destiny is dead
In the hands of bad luck
Before it might have made some sense
But now it´s all fucked up

Seasons change as well as minds
And I´m a two-faced clown
You´re mommy´s little nightmare
Driving daddy´s car around

I´m beat down and half brain dead
The long lost king of fools
I may be dumb
But I´m not stupid enough to stay with you

Well destiny is dead
In the hands of bad luck
Before it might have made some sense
But now it´s all fucked up

Well destiny is dead
In the hands of bad luck
Before it might have made some sense
But now it´s all fucked up

We´re all fucked up
You´re all fucked up