I'm insecure
And I'm so nervous
I'm so sick about this situation
Nothing seems to change at all
I'm gonna crash myself into a wall
I wanted you to come back to me
But you preferred to brush me off
Just Save me! don't leave me!
I feel like I'm! the spare wheel!
Just save me! Don't shoot me!
I'm digging my own grave
Look at those faces they know everything
More than my friends and my whole family
The only person I trusted the most
Is now watching me from the tombstone
From Milano to California, Compton
Respect for rap, for punk and guess what
Awkwardly And fast I'm moving on
But you preferred to brush me off
Just Save me! don't leave me!
I feel like I'm! the spare wheel!
Just save me! Don't shoot me!
I'm digging my own grave
What am I to say?
To tell you what to do
Just remember
That you have a gun
Please don't aim my heart
I don't wanna be your friend
Anymore
Just Save me! don't leave me!
I feel like I'm! the spare wheel!
Just save me! Don't shoot me!
I'm digging my own grave
Just Save me! don't leave me!
I feel like I'm! the spare wheel!
Just save me! Don't shoot me!
I'm digging... f*ck!