Sad, Dumb, Lonely
Sad, Dumb, Lonely is one of the most honest songs I’ve ever written. It’s about the kind of emotional exhaustion that doesn’t always show up on the surface . . the quiet ache of pretending you’re okay when you’re not, the pressure to always be “on,” and the loneliness that creeps in even when you’re surrounded by noise. I wrote this song during a season where everything felt like too much and not enough all at once.
It’s a reflection on how we cope in a world that constantly asks us to perform . . to be happy, polished, and unbothered. But under that performance, so many of us are carrying questions, pain, and the quiet longing for something real. Sad, Dumb, Lonely doesn’t glamorize the struggle . . it just admits that it’s there, and that admitting it is a kind of freedom. It’s for anyone who’s ever smiled through the weight of it all and just needed to feel seen.
वीडियो
गीत
Not that we’re broken, we just see it all
No more hiding, no more curtain call
We’re all just actors stuck in the frame
Scrolling for answers, finding the same
Everyone’s speaking, but no one can hear
Every post feels like smoke and mirrors
Mmm, we all play pretend
But we break in the silence again
Is anyone happy? Has it ever been real?
Chasing the high but forgetting to heal
Ooooh, I swear I’ve been fine
But it fades like a cheap little thrill every time
Thank God for the filters, the pills, and the noise
Cover it up, call it poise
But I know the truth, it’s been sinking in
I keep reaching for something that slips through my hands
Everyone’s speaking, but no one can hear
Every post feels like smoke and mirrors
Mmm, we all play pretend
But we break in the silence again
Is anyone happy? Has it ever been real?
Chasing the high but forgetting to heal
Ooooh, I swear I’ve been fine
But it fades like a cheap little thrill every time
I’ve been up, I’ve been down
I’ve been lost, I’ve been found
But why can’t I stay where the light is?
Ohhh, ohhh, where the light is
Is anyone happy? Has it ever been real?
Chasing the high but forgetting to heal
Ooooh, I swear I’ve been fine
But it fades like a cheap little thrill every
We’re all just chasing the light
Sad, dumb, lonely—but still alive