Intro: Verse: Standing on the corner of Stuart and the Avenue. Ripping up my transfer and a photograph of you. You are a blur of my dead past and rotting existence. I stand laughing on the corner of insignificance. Chorus: Destiny is dead. In the hands of bad luck. Before it might've made some sense but now it's all fucked up. Verse: Season change as well 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. Chorus: Destiny is dead. In the hands of bad luck. Before it might've made some sense but now it's all fucked up. _______________________________________________________ Contribuição: Paulo Antônio Martins Jr.([email protected])