Self-service Dialogue

Oh God damn!

This is the day I gotta tell
All the precious work, you've done so well, oh, yeah you've done so well
Here I got a contract, I got a contract, I gotta rest
You take it over, you take it over, you won't regret

Be chased by lucidity of knowing sometimes it frightens me
I ask myself who hired me? My God who hired me?

No one knows who is in charge of this place
No one knows what is the next move to be made

Will I get fired?
Will I get fired?
Will I get fired?
Will I get fired?

This is the day I gotta tell
All the precious work, you've done so well, oh, yeah you've done so well
Although I applied, I can't really remember
I've been digging hard maybe unconsciously

Be chased by lucidity of knowing sometimes it frightens me
I ask myself who hired me? My God who hired me?

No one knows who is in charge of this place
No one knows what is the next move to be made

Will I get fired?
Will I get fired?
Will I get fired?
Will I get fired?

Will I get fired?
Will I get fired?
Will I get fired?
Will I get, will I get, will I get fired?