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Insomniac

Stuart and the Ave.

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 existence
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 I'm 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
We're all fucked up