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BIO

Eliza Grace is an Alternative/Pop artist, viral youtuber and songwriter. The North Carolina native shortened and changed her name after her 18th birthday when she drove from the Atlantic Ocean, to the Pacific Ocean to finally land in Los Angeles, California. To outfit a life in her car and pursue her dreams.

In 2018, she teamed up with producer Cameron Pierce Mizell who’s played an integral role in the post-hardcore genre over the last decade and released "Wormwood". A collection of songs written over 10 years during some of the most turbulent chapters of her life. Leaving the record with complete authenticity through lyrics, melodies, and feelings. The album had a featured write up in Alt Press magazine as well as Floated and New Noise Magazine earning early comparison to Halsey and Lights. Followed up by "Love To Hate".  The "Love To Hate" music video premiered via Alt Press Magazine.

"Broke, Sad & Poor" was written and tracked by Eliza in her home studio along with Cameron Mizell to create in an atmosphere with no lack of inspiration.

Lyrically, "Broke, Sad & Poor" is an honest and vulnerable song about hitting rock bottom. However, the song feels playful and hopeful.

The single is being accompanied by a live rendition performed by Eliza and chamber orchestra/sinfonietta. The performance will be filmed and premiered with the music release.

Broke, Sad & Poor

LYRICS:

 

You, you don't love me anymore

Another day, another dollar

No more change just a blue collar

Another meal, another lost

The sun comes out and then it's gone

I'm only political when I'm spending the governments money

I'm only a criminal when I can promise I'm gonna get lucky 

I'm broke, sad, and I'm poor, oh

And you don't love me anymore

You don't love me anymore

Down on myself 

Gotta fight to change

Pretend that I'm the sun in a cloud of rain

Squint your eyes, you can see the rays

Wringing out my clothes like I don't feel a thing

I know I'm a cynical when I stop counting the cake and the candles

Blowing up phones in my spare time

I'm a victim to bitches and man-whores

I'm broke, sad, and I'm poor, oh

And you don't love me anymore

Leave me,

Analytical, desperate and pitiful

Close to the edge wanna fly told to jump instead

I know I've been critical, mean and so cynical 

And you, you don't love me anymore

(you don't, you don't, you don't love me)

You don't love me anymore

(oh, I know I've been critical, mean and so cynical)

You don't love me anymore

You don't love me anymore