Letra de 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?