When I get home from work
Nobody's home
Just an empty apartment
That's right I'm alone
Can't seem tosleep at night
Not too much rest
Nothing seems right
So I clean up this big mess
Cleaning everyday
That's all I can do
Until you come to visit
Then there was two
I like my space
No-one there to fight
Can't restrain my pain
So I ride and take a hike
1998
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