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DStanding on the Ecorner of
CStuart and the ADvenue.
DRipping up my trEansfer
Cand a photographD of you.
DYou are a blur oEf my dead past
Cand rotting exisDtence.
DI stand laughingE on
Cthe corner of inDsignificance.
ADestiny is dead.B
AIn the hands of Bbad luck.
DBefore it might'Eve made some sense
Cbut now itC's allD fucked up.
DSeason change asE well
Cas well as mindsD.
DAnd I'm a two FaEced clown.
CYou're mommy's lDittle nightmare
Ddriving daddy's Ecar around.
CI'm beat down D
Dand half brain dEead.
CThe long lost kiDng of fools,
DI may be dumb. E
CBut I'm not stupDid enough
Dto stay Ewith you.
CChorus: D
ADestiny is dead.B
AIn the hands of Bbad luck.
DBefore it might'Eve made some sense
Cbut now itC's allD fucked up.
Contribuição: Paulo Antônio Martins Jr.(email protected)
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