I Used To Be A Real Piece Of Shit Explicit Songtext
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I Used To Be A Real Piece Of Shit Explicit Songtext
Confessions of a full-blown narcissist
I guess all the attention really went to my head
Not easy being six foot tall, a leggy blonde
Dressed like wonder woman at her day job
Used to have this recurring dream
I could shoot lightning from my hands
I was a tiger queen
Was the world′s strongest man
Took up throwing knives
Started stepping on heads
You have to break a few eggs
To get to the top
You gotta dress for the job you want
I used to be a real piece of shit
But I'm working on, working on it
I used to be a real piece of shit
But I′m working on, working on, working on it
I thought I'd move to Miami
Thought I'd get a fresh start
Become a cardio bunny
On dance with the stars
Got a personal trainer with a swimmers V
Got my body fat percent way down below three
I threw out my back on TV
And the painkillers helped, but they made me crash my yellow humvee
I used to be a real piece of shit
But I′m working on, working on it
I used to be a real piece of shit
But I′m working on, working on, working on it
I used to be a real piece of shit
But I'm working on, working on it
I used to be a real piece of shit
But I′m working on, working on, working on it
I used to be a real piece of shit
But I'm learning the piano, I know all Billy Joel′s hits
I used to be a real piece of shit
But I'm getting new hobbies. I′m taking up golfing
I guess all the attention really went to my head
Not easy being six foot tall, a leggy blonde
Dressed like wonder woman at her day job
Used to have this recurring dream
I could shoot lightning from my hands
I was a tiger queen
Was the world′s strongest man
Took up throwing knives
Started stepping on heads
You have to break a few eggs
To get to the top
You gotta dress for the job you want
I used to be a real piece of shit
But I'm working on, working on it
I used to be a real piece of shit
But I′m working on, working on, working on it
I thought I'd move to Miami
Thought I'd get a fresh start
Become a cardio bunny
On dance with the stars
Got a personal trainer with a swimmers V
Got my body fat percent way down below three
I threw out my back on TV
And the painkillers helped, but they made me crash my yellow humvee
I used to be a real piece of shit
But I′m working on, working on it
I used to be a real piece of shit
But I′m working on, working on, working on it
I used to be a real piece of shit
But I'm working on, working on it
I used to be a real piece of shit
But I′m working on, working on, working on it
I used to be a real piece of shit
But I'm learning the piano, I know all Billy Joel′s hits
I used to be a real piece of shit
But I'm getting new hobbies. I′m taking up golfing
Writer(s): Simen Foelstad Nilsen, Haley Shea, Andersen Preben Saelid, Tobias Osland, Nils Nilsen, Marie Moe, Daniel Harley Hedberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com