Fireside - Not In My Palace

Maybe its too easily fit,
no problems are as hard as before
Look for me under the pillows
hiding from self-created danger
Sucking the dust

For what's left
Well go on
I'm the last to know
But don't ask me if it hurts,
for I don't know I've lost sense of pain
or I just don't give a damn

What do you care anyway,
you always second-hand me

I'm like a spare tire
who is used,
when the first one breaks
Sorry if I'm out of style,