50th And Western - Red City Radio

Alone in Central Park

Wish I was back in Oklahoma

With the thoughts in my heart

That were weighing down my chin

Siting on a park bench

I was singing along to Backstreets

Thinking, how do I get myself in situations that I’m in

I’ve fallen victim to decisions I make

Avoid the paths I refuse to take

My back is breaking trying to carry the weight

I hope I’m that not falling

Now I’m down on my knees trying to fight this disease

And when I come up for air, it’s getting too hard to breathe

Beneath our feet is what’s beneath this moon

We sing our hearts cause the words ring true

You know I told you so

Is just a, you know I’m right

The system, it wasn’t designed for us

The system, it wasn’t designed for us

You’re leaving to never return

You’ve gotta believe it was all for nothing

The bridges you crashed and you burned

You’ve gotta believe it was all for nothing

The lessons you’ll never relearn

You’ve gotta believe it was all for something

I don’t care anymore

Sick and tired of trying to settle the score

When I’m down on my knees trying to fight this disease

When I come up for air, it’s getting too hard to breathe

I’m down on my knees trying to fight this disease

When I come up for air, it’s getting too hard to breathe

I’m down on my knees trying to fight this disease

When I come up for air, it’s getting too hard to breathe

And it’s back home

It’s what we know

You know I told you so

Is just a, you know I’m right

The system, it wasn’t designed for us

The system, it wasn’t designed for us

Faith in your compromised dream

Fades away as it all falls apart at the seams

The system, it wasn’t designed for us

The system, it wasn’t designed for us

Take what you can, stop running away

Like it’s all you’ll ever own

The system, it wasn’t designed for us

The system, it wasn’t designed for us