Broken
It’s the feeling that you get when you burn out in LA
Tryna chase a dream but your bleeding for a cheap minimum wage
Yeah I’m sinking in my chest but I tell my friends I’m okay
I’m okay, hmm
Not the type, the type to cry
I’d rather hide
Instead of show you what I’m feeling
But I won’t lie to you tonight I’m numb inside
Oh wanna give it up
Sick of living what I can’t control
Oh the I think I’m winning
I hit all time low
Maybe maybe I’m jumping the gun
But I’m a ghost and I’ve got nothing to show
Think I’ve had enough
Wanna give it up
And just go home
Frozen
With the fear inside my brain and I don’t wanna complain
But it’s hard to be complacent
When you’re breaking down and broke
Twеnty seven years old making music in a basеment
Not the type, the type of life
Don’t wanna die
Before I see what I’ve been dreaming
Hope I don’t run out of time
Oh wanna give it up
Sick of living what I can’t control
Oh the minute I think I’m winning
I hit all time low
Maybe I’m jumping the gun
But I’m a ghost and I’ve got nothing to show
Think I’ve had enough
Wanna give it up
And just go home
The fear outside of my control
Won’t be the fear I let control me
But you said I’d never walk alone
So why do I still feel so lonely?
Not the type, the type to cry
I’d rather hide
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Michael Van Wagoner Lyrics – Broken