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Spare Tire 1 by Quinton

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Spare Tire 1

Emotional acoustic-rap hybrid

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Lyrics
Description
(verse)
Woke up late, missed the bus again,
Mom’s car broke down and we can’t pretend.
Bills stack up like dishes in the sink,
And I’m the only child, guess I’m supposed to think—
Like a man, fix the plan, be the hope,
But I’m just a kid tryna cope.
They say “you’re strong,” but I’m bendin’ quiet,
Smilin’ through breakdowns like it's a diet.
Can’t ask for help 'cause there’s no one there,
My parents argue, but they both say, “care.”
So I nod and carry every load,
But my soul feels like an empty road.
(chorus)
I’m the spare tire no one sees,
Only rolled out when there’s need.
Tryna fill shoes I didn’t choose,
But every step feels like I lose.
Wish I had a sibling to split this pain,
But I’m alone in this traffic, stuck in the rain.
Tryna keep us movin’, I swear,
But I’m runnin’ on fumes, and nobody cares.
(verse)
No car, no bike, no space to breathe,
Walkin’ miles while my friends just leave.
Job interviews? They say “be on time,”
But buses late and that clock don’t lie.
Parents say, “be grateful, you eat,”
But I eat shame with a side of defeat.
I ain’t lazy, just stuck in place,
Feel like a hamster in a rusty cage.
I see rich kids complain on their phones,
While I walk alone past broken homes.
I’m tired of fakin' this okay face,
When every damn morning feels like a race.
(chorus)
I’m the spare tire no one sees,
Only rolled out when there’s need.
Tryna fill shoes I didn’t choose,
But every step feels like I lose.
Wish I had a sibling to split this pain,
But I’m alone in this traffic, stuck in the rain.
Tryna keep us movin’, I swear,
But I’m runnin’ on fumes, and nobody cares.
(bridge)
What if I broke?
What if I just stopped?
Would they notice I’m gone
Or just look at the clock?
I'm not tryna guilt trip or write a sad song—
I just wanna know why I feel so wrong.
(outro)
One seat, one child, one road,
One broken light I follow home.
Still movin’… still movin’…
even if I feel alone.
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