Piece of Sh*t - Cemetery Sun

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