Song Details – Broken Wires
| Track Name | Broken Wires |
| Artist Name | Roger L. Smith |
| Version Type | Full Mix / Clean |
| Length | 3:24 |
| Key | G major |
| Tempo | 97 BPM |
| Vocal Info | Female, English |
| Mood | Anxiety, Depression, Speechless |
| Genre | Shoegaze, Indie, Singer-Songwriter |
| Description | A song about anxiety, depression and loneliness. |
Rights & Ownership
Music composed, arranged & performed by Roger L. Smith
Mixing & mastering by Roger L. Smith
© 2026 Roger L. Smith. All rights reserved.
Lyric:
[Verse]
This tables damp… Bleach and water.
Stopped for a Big Mac, fries and a Coke.
Dinner for one… eight and a quarter.
Then I’ll walk, and have a smoke.
Anxiety, my partner in crime.
Every day, taken carefully.
A classic psycho paradigm.
Something’s broken inside of me.
[Chorus]
Smiling, talking, that’s not my thing.
A melancholy soul is a social sting.
Stuck in a thought quagmire.
With a head full of broken wires.
[Verse]
Like a sparrow without a host.
A tiny, lonely, innocent bird.
Alone, in a field on a broken post.
Only seen and never heard.
I don’t smile, never lock eyes.
Keep lookin toward the ground.
Hide inside my fake disguise.
Panic attacks will cut you down.
[Chorus]
Smiling, talking, that’s not my thing.
A melancholy soul is a social sting.
Stuck in a thought quagmire.
With a head full of broken wires.
[Bridge]
But, music is my happy place.
Every genre… a new highway.
Explore… then come back to base.
There’s always hope for brighter days
[Chorus]
Because, smiling, talking, that’s not my thing.
A melancholy soul is a social sting.
Stuck in a thought quagmire.
With a head full of broken wires.
[Chorus]
Smiling, talking, that’s not my thing.
A melancholy soul is a social sting.
Stuck in a thought quagmire.
With a head full of broken wires.