Piece of Sh*t

Everyone’s a piece of shit
I’m no exception for the rule
Think somedays I might just quit
But nowadays I just stay cool
(Nananana)
Yeah it’s a rythme
(Nananana)
Everyone’s a piece of shit
But we pretend to get along
Maybe we’re just used to it
Guess the future’s days are gone
Telling go home
(Nananana)
Yeah it’s a rythme
(Nananana)
So put your hands up
(Nananana)
Yeah it’s a rythme
(Nananana)
So put your hands up
I know my boss thinks I’m a dick
So read my finger, fuck this job
I wanna drink till I am sick
And pass out on a strangers lawn
(Nananana)
Yeah it’s a rythme
(Nananana)
Everyone’s a piece of shit
But we pretend to get along
Maybe we’re just used to it
Guess the future’s days are gone
Telling go home
(Nananana)
Yeah it’s a rythme
(Nananana)
So put tour hands up
(Nananana)
Yeah it’s a rythme
(Nananana)
So put tour hands up
So put tour hands up