Caretaker (feat. Hobo Johnson)

Caretaker Fetch another round Got too much to do in this ol' broken town We love To hate Caretaker I don't mind the wait But it's dark outside So please don't hesitate to send Send me a sign Don't save me I'm not worth the headache I'm fading I'm waiting for your call Just hate me It's the language I understand Closed fist turns into a hand And now I'm gone Oooh Caretaker Oooh Caretaker I don't wanna do this alone So my head just spins While I try to forget Caretaker I can't take this anymore If I just tune in Would you cease to exist? I'm waiting Could you see me from the clouds? Oh, couldn't you come down And give us a hint? You're crazy To think we could comprehend Your rhyme and your reason I'm over it Oooh Caretaker Oooh Yeah, welcome back to Peak Eyes FM Fuck! It's a feeling of Finally being cared for You grabbed my hand You told me that I should be more careful Or carefree You told me that it's nice for us to finally meet And I should get used to this shoulder From which I firmly lean The probability of you being there for me Is crazy high Yo I'm surprised That this could even really seem Like such a great chance Like such a great opportunity To be a part of a fucking family that accepts me So So I'm here and I'm just standing in the background While trying to learn to be as helpful as I can now I'd like to be like all the people I admire most And most of them would probably offer to go help the host So I get my ego in a four-legged leg-lock I'll sentence my id to drink a whole cup of hemlock I'd like to be of any service in any way I'm thankful for another opportunity Another day (Let's go!) Oooh Caretaker Oooh Caretaker