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Kevin Ronald Cunningham
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Work too many hours
Trying to make some bread
Finished just in time
To drag myself right into bed
Now why am I?
Why am I even home?
Why have I come home
When it's clear that I don't belong?
Put some food upon the table
Put some clothes on every child
There's some carpet on the floor
And the bathroom walls are tiled
Now why am I?
Why am I even home?
Why have I come home
When it's clear that I don't belong?
Do the children even know me?
Do they recognise my face?
Do they think I'm just a guy
Who likes to visit this place?
Why am I?
Why am I even home?
Why have I come home
When it's clear that I don't belong?
Do the children even know me?
Do they recognise this face?
Do they think I'm just a guy
Who likes to visit this place?
Why am I?
Why am I even home?
Why have I come home
When it's clear that I don't belong?
Written by: Kevin Ronald Cunningham
