Kill Your Dreams (Broken)

I'm asking who's that girl staring at me in the mirror
I try to focus but the picture gets no clearer
Empty holds my hand, all the super shit you said
Got my girls, got my purse, I'm about to make it worse

I like being broken, it suits me
Kill your dreams, whatever pursuing me
I am your masterpiece, it's still good to me
And I like it, I like being broken