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 existance 
As I stand laughing on the corner of insignificance 

Well,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 

All fucked up... 
All fucked up...