Broken, it's the feeling that you get when you burn out in LA Tryna chase a dream but you're bleeding for a cheap minimum wage Yeah I'm sinking in my chest but I tell my friends I'm okay I'm okay 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 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 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 27 years old making music in a basement 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