Cerberus Research Facility.

I am
A late night job
First to third shift extraordinaire
The dull shine of granite tiles
The dirty leaves and the grime in the grout
Hundreds of people, going plenty of places
Cut out of a high-budget indie film
Awkward teenage boy with hopes
Dreams and
Well
Aspirations 
Serving deli-sliced sandwiches
From sunrise to set
Aching bones and twilight zones
Part of the background noise
With the long and lonesome highway
Waiting at the edge of every night.