Idioma Origen:
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...
Idioma Destino:
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...