Did you fall again?
Are you hurt again?
Are those tears I
My name's Rudiger, everything's complicated.
The stains on my shirt mean
The side work is done, time to clock out
The silent
He must be confused, he doesn't know what he's getting
Stop making fun of me, I never did anything to
Every time I think back when we were the best
I stop by to say hello,
You're not home you lost
Growing up dangers, your worries growing bigger.
Everything's getting thrown at
I give up, I let go
I've been worrying so long
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