Standing on the corner of
Stuart and the ave
Ripping up my transfer
And a photograph of you
You�re a blur of my dead past and rotting existance
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 bain dead
The long lost king of fools
I may be dumb
But i�m not stupuid enough to stay with you