The Caretaker

It's four o'clock in the morning
Alarm goes off without warning

Why don't you fuck off and die?
You're like grit in my eye
So just fuck off and die

It's cold outside
So underneath my clothing
I'll wear a layer of self-loathing
Suffering fools for a living
Don't even get to make a killing

I'm pulled from pillar to post
I feel like a ghost
Feel like a ghost

I forgot myself this morning
Demon, demon, wake me from my slumber
Pull the rug from under me

Showing signs of repetitive behavior
Pacing 'round in circles just like a caged bear

I've been taking good care of this place
A man with no face, man with no face
And one day I will burn it all down